Drum Dummie

Oh yeah, I don't give a fuck, bitch

When I bend the corner, you better duck, bitch

Ayy, they sayin' I'm promotin' violence

I'm the reason why these niggas dyin'

I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm Don Dada, ho

Yeah, yeah

They keep on askin' why I'm promotin' the violence

Them niggas pussies and they bitches

they ain't ever caught a body

See, I been thuggin' at an early age

when I was locked in the cage

My brother Eddie came to see

it was nothin' but murder and rage

In my eyes, the street is violence

and I'm slangin' that iron

Don't give a fuck who die today

bitch, when I catch 'em, he dyin'

On my mind it's strictly violence, down to ride anytime

Just for today I'll die tomorrow

bitch, it's your life or mine

I blow my bitch when we be arguin'

she said, "Boy, you hella childish"

She pick that phone up when I call

'cause in these streets I be wildin'

They say I'm the reason they killin'

'Cause they say I promote the violence (Wait)

Who is that? I don't give a fuck, push his shit back

I wanna hear the sound of the choppers clap (Hm-haa)

Circle the block to spin around where he be

And when you catch him, bust his head

I wanna put him to sleep

Rest in peace, them killers mad

when they can't find the opps

But keep on swervin', can't hide forever

one day they gotta come out

Them niggas hidin' all the day, my niggas always popped out

You takin' pictures with them niggas

gon' get your ass cropped out

But I want 'em dead by Sunday

Do or die, bomboclaat, the only way

Murder scene, another opp out the way

Put your guns up

(Blam, blam-blam, blam-blam, blam-blam-blam) , yeah, yeah

They keep on askin' why I'm promotin' the violence

Them niggas pussies and they bitches

they ain't ever caught a body

See, I been thuggin' at an early age

when I was locked in the cage

My brother Eddie came to see

it was nothin' but murder and rage

In my eyes, the street is violence

and I'm slangin' that iron

Don't give a fuck who die today

bitch, when I catch 'em, he dyin'

On my mind it's strictly violence, down to ride anytime

Just for today I'll die tomorrow

bitch, it's your life or mine

I blow my bitch when we be arguin'

she said, "Boy, you hella childish"

She pick that phone up when I call

'cause in these streets I be wildin'

They say I'm the reason they killin' (Boom, boom)

'Cause they say I promote the violence (Von)

See, I be on that nigga (Uh-huh) , put foenem on that nigga

He ain't gangsta, but he playin' tough

I gotta show that nigga (I gotta show)

Got PJ and them poppin' out the cuts

I told him, "Fold that nigga" (Boom, boom, boom)

Police come around, they askin' questions, "Nah

we don't know that nigga" ("Nah, we don't know 'em")

Ain't got no older niggas (Uh)

just me and my soldier niggas (What?)

Go on a drill and you get shot

get on my shoulders, nigga (Get on my shoulders)

That nigga pussy, he a ho

you tryna mold the nigga (You tryna mold 'em?)

Two-two-threes left him in the streets lookin' like

a boulder hit him (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Bitch, I be ridin' with my niggas (I be ridin')

In the winter, totin' fire with my niggas (Totin' fire)

It's barely even gettin' by with

my niggas (Barely gettin' by)

Got a check, I'm gettin' high

fly with my niggas (We gettin' fly) , yeah, yeah

Drive-bys with my niggas (Boom, boom, boom)

Die ill, stack wise for my for my niggas (Boom, boom)

Funeral, a suit and tie for your niggas

Shed so many tears

this the only time I cry was for my niggas

Yeah, yeah