[ Featuring King Von ]
(Drum Dummy)
Oh, yeah
I don't give a f*ck bitch
When I bend the corner you better duck bitch
Ayy, they say I'm promotin' violence
Say I'm the reason why these niggas dying
I don't give a f*ck I'm the Don Dada, ho
Yeah, yeah
They keep on askin' why I'm promotin' the violence
Them nigga pussies and they bitches they ain't ever caught a body
See I been thuggin' at a early age when I was locked in the cage (okay)
My brother Eddy came to see me, it was nothin' but murder and rage
In my eyes the street is violence and I'm slangin' that iron (I'm slangin' that iron)
Don't give a f*ck who die today bitch when I catch 'em man down
On my mind it's strictly violence, down to ride anytime
And 'fore the day I die tomorrow, bitch, it's your life or mine
I block my bitch when we be arguing she said, "Boy you hella childish"
She pick that phone up when I call 'cause in these skreets I be wylin'
And they say I'm the reason they killin' (they say I'm the reason)
'Cause they say I promote the violence (I promote the violence)
Wait, who is that?
I don't give a f*ck, push his shit back
I wanna hear the sound of the choppas clap
Circle the block to spin around where he be
And when you catch him buss his head I wanna put him to sleep
Rest in peace
Them killers mad when they can't find the opps
But keep on serving, can't hide forever, one day they gotta come out
Them niggas hiding all the day, my niggas always popped out
You taking pictures with them niggas don't get your ass cropped out
But I want 'em dead by Sunday
Do or die, bumbaclaut the only way
Murda scene another opp out the way
Put your guns up
Yeah, yeah
They keep on askin' why I'm promotin' the violence
Them nigga pussies and they bitches they ain't ever caught a body
See I been thuggin' at a early age when I was locked in the cage (okay)
My brother Eddy came to see me, it was nothin' but murder and rage
In my eyes the street is violence and I'm slangin' that iron (I'm slangin' that iron)
Don't give a f*ck who die today bitch when I catch 'em man down
On my mind it's strictly violence, down to ride anytime
And 'fore the day I die tomorrow, bitch, it's your life or mine
I block my bitch when we be arguing she said, "Boy you hella childish"
She pick that phone up when I call 'cause in these skreets I be wylin'
And they say I'm the reason they killin' (boom ,boom) (they say I'm the reason)
'Cause they say I promote the violence (I promote the violence) (Von)
See I be on that nigga
Put foenem on that nigga
He ain't gangsta but he playin' tough
I gotta show that nigga (I gotta show 'em)
Got PJ and 'em poppin' out the cuts
I told him throw that nigga (I told 'em throw 'em)
Police come around they askin' questions
Nah, we don't know that nigga (nah, we don't know)
Ain't got no older niggas
Just me and my soldier niggas
Go on a drill and you get shot
Get on my shoulders nigga (Get on my shoulders)
That nigga pussy he a hoe
You tryna mold that nigga (you tryna mold 'em?)
.223s left him in the street (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Look like a boulder hit him
Bitch I be ridin' with my niggas (I be ridin')
In the winter totin' fire with my niggas, yeah-yeah (totin' fire)
It's barely even gettin' by with my niggas (barely getting by)
Now I gotta check I'm getting high and fly with my niggas, yeah-yeah (we gettin' fly)
Drive bys with my niggas (doin' drive bys)
Die Ls, Die Ys, for my niggas (Die Ls, or Die Y)
Funerals, suit and tie for your niggas
Shed so many tears this the only time I cry was for my niggas, yeah-yeah
