Luyện nghe bài hát Church featCharlie Murphy

[Reverend
Ha ha ha haa
Brothers and sisters we're gathered today
to to a young man that's on fiiya
You in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy
and I'ma bring it to ya wit F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S

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

1]
Yo, I preach through my
God is me I still reach to my strap
Broads is watchin me they leech to my trap
Tha Jesus Christ on my neck to my lap
I you to rap in my Sunday School
These get a one day rule
You fuck be Monday, cool?
Or she gotta stroke a stick like the hun pool
If not you gotta walk a runway fool
me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels
If you keep sayin your maybe one day you'll..
..be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S
They make scriptures wit my flows
I'm the young Bishop Don that stripped ya for your hoes
So if I throw a dollar at ya scream
While I the neck of my robe 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 pimps... 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 squares in the
Put in the rear
I even put 20 inch footwear in my
Lord I gotta stay on them spinners
Dis verse is like that you say on your dinners
Girls come wit me knowin that 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 from me I'm convinced she a theif
But they say God giveth and He taketh
And I can do the thing when I shake with the 'K
If a nigga make a mistake wit the pay,
At the I get right in
So if heaven got a ghetto I fit right in
God me

preaching]
Now just 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 ho, or an international ho?
A ho, or a broke ass ho?

3]
Yea, me momma got my name from the who made
tha wrong moves wit the and died for it
You make the moves when you come and you try for it
New York of God
I 'den saved some of New York's prettiest
I'm spittin the
I hit my apostle's wit the coke heal a sick
soon as it get in nostrils
A Dros Trios, bring the on ya
A 40-Caliber'll ya to a organ donor
And a day or two, you'll be a morgue
While I go city to city fillin the up
I ask God to me while I'm fillin the Uz' up
Demons let me see a man fillin my shoes up
I ease 'em wit a sermon, but ain't hard
When I'm in the before they released 'em to the Germans
You prolly got the man you wit you
But wouldn't you rather have the Man above wit
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.. don't I don't know
Ya just a hater.. They hate you got
They put a black eye on on the whenever they play
They piss in the pool, And they on the elevator
Then look you in the face, they think you did it
They hate (They hate change)
And they hate
They hate me and hate you
They they own momma
'cause think its her fault that they ain't got shit
But I'm here to ya today
if you a hater
Then you are the outter or your own business (Amen)
And someody just put 25 in the collection plate
So go up on the corner
And buy me a sandwich
Y'all it down, I'll be right back
Tha Reverend Brown
And don't you forget
Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous,
ass motherfuckers
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