[Reverend Ha ha ha haa Brothers and sisters gathered here today to listen to a young man that's on You in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother
[Fab:] Preach, Brother [Rev.:] [Fab:] Brother 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 wanna leech to my Tha Jesus on my neck reach to my lap I teach you to rap in my School These bitches get a one day You gotta fuck be Monday, Or she gotta stroke a like the hun play pool If not you walk 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 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 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 take what they want Ya pimps... Pimps that (?) Pimps wit nothin but the on ya feet (Preach to em brother) Nice pimps, pimps
2] I feel the angel of God All I do is drive the Range through and nod It's I was put here 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 stay on spinners Dis verse is like that 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 against my If she got it from me then I'm she a theif But they say God and He taketh away And I can do the same thing I shake with the 'K If a make a mistake wit the pay, Goddamit At the club I get in So if got a ghetto I should 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 little ho? (Lil' 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 wrong moves wit the women and 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 broads I'm spittin the I hit my wit the coke that'll heal a sick as it get in they nostrils A Trios, bring the organs on ya A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a donor And a day or two, you'll be a aroma While I go to city fillin the pieu's up I ask God to me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons won't let me see a man fillin my up I ease 'em wit a sermon, but ain't hard When I'm in the Beamer they 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 some of ya'll are pimps, And some of ya'll are But the rest.. the rest of ya'll.. think I don't know Ya just a hater.. They what you got put a black eye on on the game whenever they play They piss in the pool, And they on the elevator Then look you in the face, Like they you did it They hate (They hate change) And hate progress They me and they hate you They they own momma 'cause they think its her that they ain't got shit But I'm here to ya today That if you a you are the outter take or your own business (Amen) And someody just put 25 dollars in the collection So I'ma go up on the And buy me a fish Y'all it down, I'll be right back Tha Charlie Brown And you ever forget Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous, ass motherfuckers [fades