Luyện nghe bài hát Hallelujah

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

motherfucking lujah
All my real I salute ya
All the bad bitches, run throguh ya
Hop in my holy ghost,
Damn, damn, damn,
Hop in my holy ghost,
Damn, damn, damn,
prays, all I'm tryna do, praise him, praise I'm
Heaven's prays, all I'm wanna do, him, my lord

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

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

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

Halle motherfucking
All my niggas I salute 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

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

Halle motherfucking
All my real niggas I 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