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Trae the Truth
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Halleujah
Feeling like a nigga hands falling asleep Getting too much money Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm in this kitchen getting money Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm on this block, counting money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah
They call me Jay Ton for a fucking reason 'Cause I keep them tongues each and every season Cross me or mines, you no longer breathing Keep a tone of goons, just give me a reason I swear to God, it's time to get dinky these niggas They playing stiff but I ain't believing these niggas Break tone, I swear, bitch, I been feeding these niggas Finna in this chopper, time for relieving these niggas Been living, got these bitches choosing You want those cheaper prices, got to come in Houston Fix this, where I'm from we wrap it up and ship it Just working diesel trucks, it ain't no way to living I'm in this kitchen, come place your order If I ain't got it at the chopper, …border …just me and that check
Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm in this kitchen getting money Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm on this block, counting money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah
When you get money say Illuminati Nothing like a white engine, a white 'Rarri Hallelujah, I believe in God 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Take a brick off and stretch it, I believe in hard Ain't mad, Hallelujah, I'm making shit ugly, Freddy Krueger Hustle gang, hustle numbers, arrange kush price, this will go chronic Dirty money, they talking business, I got kilos of heroin in the city Hey man, call the plug, bring up with the package, showing love Fuck 'em, I ain't paying more, pull up in my hood, you getting raw Niggas all about this money and nothing else My family and my niggas and you come after
Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm in this kitchen getting money Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm on this block, counting money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah
I walk up in this Phantom too lost to remember Been tryna to play with snow like the month of December This kitchen with the word, whipping chickens for dinner Train trapper of the year, I'm the perfect contender King Truth, white knights, ….like with the price White lips slide great lengths, I keep a heater, everything undercover in ice I'm on this white scent leading mostly to Cuba And I keep … so many chains hanging, I should've been a jeweler… I'm all bricks, all hands, this work streets, no rubber bands
Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm in this kitchen getting money Hallelujah, hallelujah I'm on this block, counting money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah Hop in this bitch, get money Hallelujah, hallelujah
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