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The Pledge lyrics

Back again motherfkers
It's 3am in the mornin
like what
mixtape fkin wit me man
westcoast dawn
u no me


ohh sht
you arleady know when im about to do dis sht
body and sht, yeh
black wall st niggaz
the black jim halfer
thats me

ch ch check

ayo these rap niggaz bore me
flow darn and so corny
thats why when i drop sht they jump on it
like this they love it
homo niggaz
choke when the game on the line
dallas cowboy roll on niggaz
i got more btchs
more diiggers
07 im hittin more switches
hip hop broke im gone fix it
i was away for a minute in europe
on tour
now im back
the flow is so pure
i was baptized by the duggy freshes
lost my way and got recklace
to much beefin had me screwed up like texas
so i had to take em back
to da 98 lexus
take the grill off for dinner chop the crack for breakfast
theres a million niggaz like me red strings
and there nike's
some official
some softer then scarr tissue
thats life b
deal with it
carry the steel with it
if you hard peel with it
one dome shot if you real with it
im from Compton son
aim at a target and i will hit
cocain game put red sauce on ya bills fit it
see me in the streets ill probably ho or sometin
beverly hills spendin money like im operahs son
thats why the btchs feel me and they baby
dady's wanna kill me
run up on the range fkin with game
he gone bang
picture you bleedin,
all stretched out bearly breathin
huffin and weesin
as the range rover tires screechin
i been coached by the og's
chased by the police
you aint never seen a nigga hit a fence like me
catch me if you can
leonardo de caprio
they say im not a real blood the hood is backin me though
niggaz like d bo
white boi
forgin nut
ask big dan if young game
jogged da block
hog the rock
sell it if its hard or not
before they call the cops
ill rip apart the block
im in the bathroom flushin
out the window
out the back gate
tomorrow guess what.
im on the same corner hustlin
i dun sold weed
sold ex
so crack
never been snitched on
cuz i aint never ran wit no rats
never left my grandmama house
without loadin up both straps
never fumbled runnin like berry sanders
know that
i vow to hustle
till theres no more crack
and directly got a young nigga
to fold those packs
the black jim halfer
let me introduce you to tha show stopper
mr lamboghini driver
low pro copper,
he is i and i am he
we are one like the moon and the sun
i been around
kid hustlin
wit grown man around
seen homies get shot
and watched bodies spin around
aint harlin from mawson
but i gotta respect
got niggaz there
shot town, an mo town
im well connected
get ya body dropped off
anytime i please
let the trap snap on the rat
you'll die eatin cheese
get on my knees pray for ario
kennef supreme
i pledge aliegience to the hustlers
keep leavin ya dream

ayo skee man this sht is too easy
ya know what im sayin
we put out mixtapes when the fk we feel like it
not when you want it
when the fk we feel like it
and im the CEO of motherfkin blackwall st records
blackwall st enterprises
blackwall st pornos
blackwall st toilet tissue
blackwall st motherfkin car detailin
blackwall st car wash nigga
blackwall st socks shoes
motherfkin ovens kitches appliances
im blackwall st's president CEO
fkin fk it!

Back again motherfkers
It's 3am in the mornin

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