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Greenside 90s - Hallelujah Lyrics



Greenside 90s - Hallelujah Lyrics




I have a dream like martin Luther
Bad thick bitch she is a cougar
She give me brain that's that medulla
Snakes on my body im talking medusa
Sittin in a cell with no computer no phone calls they try to do ya
Babymomma mad did nothing to her gotta beat this case pray hallelujah

I just touched down i aint making no sales
Its hard to come up when you walkin on hell
I gotta little son i cant let him see me fail
These crackers want me out but i gotta think ahead
All i know is getting straight to the bread
F*ck a 9 to 5 that shit have me feelin dead
On the block with the rock sounds better instead
But its only two options either dead or the feds Ayeee

I have a dream like martin Luther
Bad thick bitch she is a cougar
She give me brain thats that medulla
Snakes on my body im talkin medusa
Sittin in a cell with no computers no phone calls they try to do ya
Babymomma mad did nothing to her gotta beat this case pray hallelujah

Watch me float upon the scene whip black as tar
Ridin with my brother tez he fresh out them bars
And he could've told on me but he took the charge
Definition of a real nigga by far
Now whatchu know about that remember moving them packs
Making sales back 2 back tryna get me a stack
Loyal i stayed down watch the change up thankful that the Ls i took never phased us nigga

I have a dream like martin Luther
Bad thick bitch she is a cougar
She give me brain thats that medulla
Snakes on my body im talkin medusa
Sittin in a cell with no computer no phone calls they try to do ya
Babymomma mad did nothing to her gotta beat this case pray hallelujah
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I have a dream like martin Luther
Bad thick bitch she is a cougar
She give me brain that's that medulla
Snakes on my body im talking medusa
Sittin in a cell with no computer no phone calls they try to do ya
Babymomma mad did nothing to her gotta beat this case pray hallelujah

I just touched down i aint making no sales
Its hard to come up when you walkin on hell
I gotta little son i cant let him see me fail
These crackers want me out but i gotta think ahead
All i know is getting straight to the bread
F*ck a 9 to 5 that shit have me feelin dead
On the block with the rock sounds better instead
But its only two options either dead or the feds Ayeee

I have a dream like martin Luther
Bad thick bitch she is a cougar
She give me brain thats that medulla
Snakes on my body im talkin medusa
Sittin in a cell with no computers no phone calls they try to do ya
Babymomma mad did nothing to her gotta beat this case pray hallelujah

Watch me float upon the scene whip black as tar
Ridin with my brother tez he fresh out them bars
And he could've told on me but he took the charge
Definition of a real nigga by far
Now whatchu know about that remember moving them packs
Making sales back 2 back tryna get me a stack
Loyal i stayed down watch the change up thankful that the Ls i took never phased us nigga

I have a dream like martin Luther
Bad thick bitch she is a cougar
She give me brain thats that medulla
Snakes on my body im talkin medusa
Sittin in a cell with no computer no phone calls they try to do ya
Babymomma mad did nothing to her gotta beat this case pray hallelujah
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Writer: Carlos Gray, Cortez Wright
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Performed By: Greenside 90s
Length: 2:24
Written by: Carlos Gray, Cortez Wright

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