Luyện nghe bài hát Hallelujah

RIP to my nigga George
is moving on up
And I know Weezy

Halle motherfucking
All my real niggas I ya
All the bad bitches, I'ma run ya
Hop in my ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn,
Hop in my holy ghost,
Damn, damn, damn,
Heaven's prays, all I'm do, praise him, praise I'm
Heaven's prays, all I'm wanna do, praise him, my

Nigga I pastor Mason yo
Nigga patting rhyme, peach Ciroc, Ace and
And I got good taste and all
This for all the bad bitches wait to get they braces off
I know we in church, and the way that I'm thinking
But inside the is the perfect way to sneak my phone
But I don't wanna do that, I came to the service in
And stare at all the women who brought they purses in
Bad bitches in here, me for my sins
I ain't to walk inside the church cursing again
I wanna righteous and you know I love Jesus
But you can't catch the holy ghost in the

Halle motherfucking
All my real niggas I ya
All the bad bitches, I'ma run ya
Hop in my holy ghost,
Damn, damn, damn,
Hop in my ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn,
Heaven's

Lookin' the church like what that nigga doing here
He prolly told on somebody, posed to be years
But who am I to a nigga
AR don't wanna go to church, I can't the nigga
But I the nigga, so I'ma go for both us
And put these G Star slacks with these loafers
He rather sit outside and listen to
But the service jumping, the serving my mimosas
And all this ass in here, how do I
plate bulging damn pastor you the coldest
My stay swollen
So I'ma count my blessings now, hold this

Halle lujah
All my real I salute ya
All the bad bitches, run through ya
Hop in my ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn,
Hop in my ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn,
Heaven's

Staring in the row behind me, man these fat is too cheap
paying they tithes, taking up 2 seats
And look at God's house, full of sinners
With the sun service, now they back for the dinners
Yeah I know the good but your soul ain't
And outfit clean but your nose ain't
And I suppose nobody a liar in here
If that was true, the church would be on fire in here
I'm so glad we have a choir in
To wake me up every time I get tired in
And one thing's for sure, praise the Lord
'Cause I went to Undefeated, they still had my fours
to the floor like

Halle motherfucking
All my niggas I salute ya
All the bad bitches, run through ya
Hop in my ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn,
Hop in my ghost, hallelujah
Damn, damn, damn,
Heaven's