Luyện nghe bài hát C.p.ks [mike Eclark Mix]

Crooked preacher
Crooked preacher
Crooked killa
Crooked preacher
Crooked killa
Crooked preacher
Crooked preacher
preacher killa

I walked into the church up, as an alter boy
I see the preacher he said, lil boy Imma ya
Put his hand on my shoulder, the claw of the beast
I never itd be so fuckin easy murdering a priest
We went the confession booth, he took off his clothes
And cut some yay on his bible top and ooted his nose
I jammed a butcher's knife, 12 into his gut
He looked me right into my eyes I yankin it up
Preacher

preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked preacher killas (I bloody em up)
Crooked preacher (stop it)
Crooked preacher

I walked into the sermon strapped an iron crowbar
Ill beat a nun a bloody stew, in the trunk of my car
How the fuck she got fake titties and pussy ring?!
She sucked the preachers in the pulpit
I know the on
Ive it with pushin my mop
And blood gushin when hatchet go chop
I ain't no fuckin holy
Im outta
Face painted fuckin killas gone off they yola

preacher killas (cola)
Crooked preacher (I gotta bloody em up)
preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked preacher

We shootin for the fuck!
I missed and hit the
But it matter though they say hes goin to heaven

And then I shot for the I blew his ear off
We in the balcony bustin off PCP and Smirnoff

Shot again I and hit somebody in the choir
They fell into the candle rack and caught the place on fire

I shot again I caught the preacher in his dome
And then we put our barrels to eachothers heads and it home

Crooked preacher (stop it)
Crooked preacher (I gotta bloody em up)
preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked killas (Leave the fuckin kids alone!)
Crooked preacher (stop it!)
Crooked killas (I gotta bloody em up)
preacher killas (stop it)
Crooked killas (i gotta bloody em up)