Luyện nghe bài hát Church featCharlie Murphy

[Reverend
Ha ha ha haa
and sisters we're gathered 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.:]
Preach Brother preach
[Rev.:] to 'em Brother, Church
Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh

1]
Yo, I preach through my
God is watchin me I reach to my strap
Broads is watchin me they wanna to my trap
Tha Jesus on my neck reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my School
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 your maybe one day you'll..
..be blessed like me 'til then stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes
They should scriptures wit my flows
I'm the young Bishop Don Juan stripped ya for your hoes
So if I throw a dollar at ya Hallelujah
While I grab the neck of my and pop a collar to ya

[Reverend
Now in this world 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... Pimps (?)
Pimps wit nothin but the Gators on ya (Preach to em brother)
Nice pimps, mean

2]
I feel the angel of God
All I do is drive 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 pairs in the
I put 20 inch footwear in my spare
Lord knows I gotta on them spinners
Dis verse is like grace you say on your dinners
Girls come wit me knowin that they be sinners
But, sense of relief
And I ain't never been a trick kinda like its my belief
If she got it from me then I'm convinced she a
But they say God giveth and He away
And I can do the same thing when I with the 'K
If a nigga make a wit the pay, Goddamit
At the club I get in
So if got a ghetto I should fit right in
God me

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

3]
Yea, me momma got my from the Baptist who made
tha wrong moves wit the women and for it
You make the wrong moves you come and you try for it
New City of God
I saved some of New York's prettiest broads
I'm the gospel
I hit my apostle's wit the that'll heal a sick
as it get in they nostrils
A Trios, bring the organs on ya
A turn 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 that ain't
When I'm in the Beamer before released 'em to the Germans
You got the man you love wit you
But wouldn't you have the Man above wit you?
Can I get an

[Reverend
Now of ya'll 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 eye on on the game whenever they play
They in the pool, And they fart on the elevator
Then look you in the face, Like they you did it
hate change (They hate change)
And they progress
They hate me and they you
hate they own momma
'cause they its her fault that they ain't got shit
But I'm to tell ya today
That if you a
you are the outter take or your own business (Amen)
And someody put 25 dollars in the collection plate
So go up on the corner
And buy me a sandwich
Y'all hold it down, be right back
Tha Reverend Brown
And don't you ever
Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous,
ass motherfuckers
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