Luyện nghe bài hát Church featCharlie Murphy

[Reverend
Ha ha ha haa
Brothers and we're gathered here today
to to a young man that's on fiiya
You sittin in the church wit Charlie Murphy
and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother

[Fab:] Preach, preach
[Rev.:]
[Fab:] Preach preach
[Rev.:] to 'em Brother, Church
Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh

1]
Yo, I preach through my
God is watchin me I still to my strap
Broads is watchin me wanna leech to my trap
Tha Christ on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my Sunday
These get a one day rule
You fuck be Monday, cool?
Or she gotta stroke a stick like the hun play
If not you gotta like a runway fool
Catch me in the moon shine or the sun ray
If you keep sayin prayers maybe one day you'll..
..be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S
should make scriptures wit my flows
I'm the Bishop Don Juan that stripped ya for your hoes
So if I throw a at ya scream Hallelujah
While I grab the neck of my and pop a collar to ya

[Reverend
Now in world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps
You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya
pimps that take what they
Ya all-star pimps... that (?)
wit nothin but the Gators on ya feet (Preach to em brother)
Nice pimps, mean

2]
I feel the angel of God
All I gotta do is drive the Range and nod
It's like I was put here to put in the air
Put squares in my ear, put in the chair
Put in the rear
I put 20 inch footwear in my spare
Lord knows I gotta on them spinners
Dis verse is grace that you say on your dinners
Girls come wit me that they gonna be sinners
But, I'ma of relief
And I ain't never been a trick kinda like its my belief
If she got it me then I'm convinced she a theif
But say God giveth and He taketh away
And I can do the same thing when I shake the 'K
If a make a mistake wit the pay, Goddamit
At the I get right in
So if got a ghetto I should fit right in
God me

preaching]
Now what kind of ho are you?
Are you a tough ho, or a ho? (That's right)
Are you a big ho, or a ho? (Lil' teenie weenie)
A domestic ho, or an ho?
A ho, or a broke ass ho?

3]
Yea, me momma got my name from the Baptist who
tha moves wit the women and died for it
You make the wrong moves you come and you try for it
New York of God
I saved some of New York's prettiest broads
I'm spittin the
I hit my wit the coke that'll heal a sick
as it get in they nostrils
A Dros Trios, bring the on ya
A turn ya to a organ donor
And a day or two, be a morgue aroma
While I go city to city the pieu's up
I ask God to me while I'm fillin the Uz' up
won't let me see a man fillin my shoes up
I ease 'em wit a sermon, but that hard
When I'm in the Beamer before they released 'em to the
You prolly got the man you wit you
But you rather have the Man above wit you?
Can I get an

talking]
Now some of are pimps, And some of ya'll are hoes
But the rest.. the rest of ya'll.. think I don't know
Ya a hater.. They hate what you got
They put a black eye on on the game whenever they
They in the pool, And they fart on the elevator
Then look you in the face, Like they you did it
They change (They hate change)
And they hate
They hate me and hate you
They hate own momma
'cause they think its her fault that they got shit
But I'm to tell ya today
if you a hater
Then you are the outter take or own business (Amen)
And someody just put 25 dollars in the plate
So I'ma go up on the
And buy me a fish
Y'all hold it down, I'll be back
Tha Charlie Brown
And don't you ever
Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous,
Bitch ass
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