Luyện nghe bài hát Church featCharlie Murphy

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

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

1]
Yo, I through my raps
God is watchin me I still to my strap
Broads is watchin me they wanna to my trap
Tha Christ on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my Sunday
These bitches get a one day
You fuck be Monday, cool?
Or she gotta a stick like the hun play pool
If not you gotta like a runway fool
Catch me in the shine or the sun ray jewels
If you keep sayin prayers maybe one day you'll..
..be like me 'til then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes
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 Hallelujah
While I grab the of my robe and pop a collar to ya

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

2]
I like the angel of God
All I gotta do is the Range through and nod
It's like I was put to put layers in the air
Put squares in my ear, put squares in the
Put in the rear
I even put 20 inch in my spare
knows I gotta stay on them spinners
Dis is like grace that you say on your dinners
Girls come wit me that they gonna be sinners
But, I'ma sense of
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 thing when I shake with the 'K
If a nigga make a wit the pay, Goddamit
At the I get right in
So if heaven got a ghetto I fit right in
God me

[Reverend
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 ho, or an international ho?
A rich ho, or a ass ho?

3]
Yea, me momma got my name the Baptist who made
tha moves wit the women and died for it
You make the wrong moves when you and you try for it
New City of God
I 'den some of New York's prettiest broads
I'm spittin the
I hit my apostle's wit the that'll heal a sick
soon as it get in nostrils
A Trios, bring the organs on ya
A 40-Caliber'll ya to a organ donor
And a day or two, be a morgue aroma
While I go city to fillin the pieu's up
I ask God to forgive me while I'm the Uz' up
Demons won't let me see a man fillin my up
I ease 'em wit a sermon, but that hard
I'm in the Beamer before they released 'em to the Germans
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.. don't think I know
Ya just a hater.. They hate you got
They put a black eye on on the whenever they play
They in the pool, And they fart 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 they 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 go up on the corner
And buy me a sandwich
Y'all hold it down, I'll be back
Tha Reverend Brown
And don't you forget
Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous,
ass motherfuckers
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