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Drum Dummie Oh yeah, I don't give a fuck, bitch When I bend the corner, you better duck, bitch Ayy, they sayin' I promote violence I'm the reason why these niggas dyin' I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm Don Dada, ho Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, they keep on askin' me 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 down On my mind it's strictly violence, down to ride anytime Just for the day, I 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 skreets I be wylin' And 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 choppas clap Circle the block to spin around where he be And when you catch him, buss his head Letras de cancionesI wanna put him to sleep, rest in peace Them killers mad when they can't find the opps But keep on sewrvin', 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 Don't get your ass cropped out But I want 'em dead by Sunday Do or die, bombaclaat, the only way Murder scene, another opp out the way Put your guns up (Blam, blam-blam, blam-blam, blam-blam-blam, blam) Yeah, yeah, they keep on askin' me 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 down On my mind it's strictly violence, down to ride anytime Just for the day, I 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 skreets I be wylin' And 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 four'n'em on that nigga He ain't gangsta, but he playin' tough I gotta show that nigga (I gotta show) Gotta PJ 'em, poppin' out the cuts I told him, "Phonk that nigga" (Boom, boom, boom) Police come around, they askin' questions "Nah, we don't know that nigga" ("Nah, we don't know") 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 that nigga (You tryna mold) .223s left him in the street (Boom, boom) Look like a boulder hit him (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 L, Die Y for my niggas (Boom, boom) Funerals, suit and tie for your niggas She so many tears, this the only time I cry was for my niggas Yeah, yeah From Letras Mania