Текст песни Hallelujah (feat. Nova Da God & Icon Tha God) - Y1 feat. Nova Da God & Icon Tha God

I had a talk with god, he told me to Do my job like it ain't Nuffin to it Yeah
She used to get naked for the gram, But now she sitttin on me screaming Screaming hallelujah Yeah
We bleed the same and we breathe Same
But oh no they can't do it like I do it Yeah
And now that all my niggas free, we Gon keep countin hundreds till we Screamin hallelujah yeah

Woke up this mornin screaming Hallelujah
And if ya pussy scooba then I gotta Screw ya
Marijuana con issuer, rap Entrepreneur
She call me king like she ain't never Heard of Martin Luther
I had a dream, I was gettin my weight Up
My Nigga just left court he done whit Doin dem layups
Time to get that bread nigga pay up, I'm back on my business
Babygirl I'm on my way up, you should Ask for forgiveness, Ugh
It's a celebration, put the weed in the Hasheesh n shit
And my flow been on frio since my Migo got released n shit
Shorty Filipino thick, but she get no Dorito ships
Last name aint baker cuz I'ma be Damned if Anita Bitch
You know I'm The man, niggas Know I'm the plug
Ima dope Ass rapper, come invest in Some drugs
Ima free my mind, Ima smoke my Weed
Ya girlfriend lip gloss poppin, what What you know bout me

I had a talk with god, he told me to Do my job like it ain't Nuffin to it Yeah
She used to get naked for the gram, But now she sitttin on me screaming Screaming hallelujah Yeah
We bleed the same and we breathe Same
But oh no they can't do it like I do it Yeah
And now that all my niggas free, we Gon keep countin hundreds till we Screamin hallelujah yeah

Nova Da God, can we say Hallalejuah
I Shaq up with you bitch, you are not a shooter
Leader of the new school, these Niggaz not a threat
Came home studying the game like a College test
Thank the Lord bout to count this Bag up
Subtract your life divide you niggas That's why yall don't add up
Bitch am I speaking good english Now I got my math up
To many chicks a split the pole, no Wonder I got bad luck
Rip to this beat, I'm bout to take em To church
Bacon these Niggas, I asalama lakem The verse
Got the heart of Lion, Versace all on My clothes
You are not the one, that's what I tell All of my hoes
Nova Da God, only heaven knows
The struggle
Our future hella bright Y my cousin But we like Bruddahs
For him I kill anybody, I'll do that Shit to my mother
Fuck niggas up like what
New Yorkers do to they butters
Fucker

I had a talk with god, he told me to Do my job like it ain't Nuffin to it Yeah
She used to get naked for the gram, But now she sitttin on me screaming Screaming hallelujah Yeah
We bleed the same and we breathe Same
But oh no they can't do it like I do it Yeah
And now that all my niggas free, we Gon keep countin hundreds till we Screamin hallelujah yeah

Hallelujah my momma knew I was Kind of foolish, leave vaginas ruined They follow suit like a china crew
Talk to god he doesnt listen I'm Pissed and he kinda mute
So im stuck here telling bitches Shutup and dive in the pool
I swear to god ima fuck up a check
While she sucking my dick I'ma fuck Up her neck
And i dont go to church but I know That im blessed
Better get better beretta headed to ya Neck
Woah, I pray to god a nigga catch me Slipping
Cause with the bars or with a brawl He going to see that vicious, yeah
Sickening think I do this shit for my amusement
I need dividends I murder beats and Strangle flows then tell flight to mix The shit
Mixed in minutes i get to spittin
Spewing loogies newest music for the, fighters influence, Ah
Now its time
Only here to school you niggas
My mind is on columbine
I devour your proudest lines like its Chowder time
Around the time you tried to find You
A ladder climb... hallelujah my malice Mind