Luyện nghe bài hát Church featCharlie Murphy

[Reverend
Ha ha ha haa
Brothers and we're gathered here today
to listen to a young man on fiiya
You sittin in the wit Reverend Charlie Murphy
and I'ma it to ya wit brother 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 my raps
God is me I still reach to my strap
Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my
Tha Jesus Christ on my reach to my lap
I teach you to rap in my School
bitches get a one day rule
You fuck be Monday, cool?
Or she gotta stroke a like the hun play pool
If not you gotta walk like a runway
me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels
If you keep sayin your maybe one day you'll..
..be blessed like me then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes
They should make scriptures wit my
I'm the young Bishop Don Juan that stripped ya for hoes
So if I throw a dollar at ya scream
While I grab the neck of my and pop a collar to ya

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

2]
I like the angel of God
All I gotta do is drive the through and nod
It's I was put here to put layers 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 stay on spinners
Dis verse is like 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 from me I'm convinced she a theif
But they say God giveth and He away
And I can do the same thing when I shake 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 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 got my name from the Baptist who made
tha wrong moves wit the women and for it
You make the wrong when you come 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
as it get in they nostrils
A Dros Trios, the organs on ya
A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a 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 I'm fillin the Uz' up
won't let me see a man fillin my shoes up
I 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't hard
I'm in the Beamer before they released 'em to the Germans
You prolly got the man you wit you
But wouldn't you rather the Man above wit you?
Can I get an

[Reverend
Now some of ya'll are pimps, And 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 game whenever play
They in the pool, And they fart on the elevator
Then you in the face, Like they think you did it
They hate (They hate change)
And they progress
hate me and they hate you
They hate own momma
'cause they think its her fault they ain't got shit
But I'm here to ya today
if you a hater
Then you are the take or your own business (Amen)
And someody just put 25 dollars in the plate
So I'ma go up on the
And buy me a sandwich
hold it down, I'll be right back
Tha Reverend Charlie
And you ever forget
Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous,
Bitch ass
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