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letra de pledge - lil mabu

[intro]
o’er the ramparts we watched
were so gallantly streaming?
and the rockets’ red glare
the bombs bursting in air

[chorus]
shot him in the chest and now he doin’ the pledge (boaw, baow, baow)
i could’ve lined him up, i’d rather do it instead (do it instead)
’cause i don’t trust a soul, half these b-tches be feds (b-tches be feds)
i put trust up in my glock and all the bullets it’s fed (bullets it’s fed)
i put trust up in my glock to make sure everything dead (mabu)
i’m thе demon layin’ under your bed (whеre the money at?)
life’s like a panini, you could flip it and beg (could flip it and beg)
you could twist and turn it and burn it, but first comes the bread (where the money at?)

[verse]
huh, like, ’cause i got bills to pay
and i got hoes to slay
and i got deals to make
i’m makin’ too much noise, i’m like a swingin’ door
all these ceos, what they hittin’ me for?
all my money good, i don’t want no more
matter of fact, let’s not talk no more (grrah)
a&rs sendin’ written notes, goin’ back and forth, that’s like a pinball
while i’m kicked back on a little boat, while i’m dolly with a can of coke (hahaha)
i’ve been on a different mode
matter of fact, i want a bigger boat
blackball me, i’ma pick and roll
what’s two mill’? i want seven more
look, you could be a lawyer or a doctor
i picked a different road
i’m a rap god, but the goons by my side, i’m in the middle road
sorry, mama, got a bigger goal
need a candy rolls like i’m mr. malone
whole world gon’ be singin’ my songs
i don’t do it myself ’cause i’m better than most (mabu)
[chorus]
shot him in the chest and now he doin’ the pledge (doin’ the pledge)
i could’ve lined him up, i’d rather do it instead (do it instead)
’cause i don’t trust a soul, half these b-tches be feds (b-tches be feds)
i put trust up in my glock and all the bullets it’s fed (bullets it’s fed)
i put trust up in my glock to make sure everything dead (mabu)
i’m the demon layin’ under your bed (where the money at?)
life’s like a panini, you could flip it and beg (could flip it and beg)
you could twist and turn it and burn it, but first comes the bread (where the money at?)

- lil mabu

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