[Intro: Yungeen Ace]
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 n***as dyin'
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm Don Dada, ho
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Yungeen Ace]
They keep on askin' why I'm promotin' the violence
Them n***as 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)

[Verse 1: Yungeen Ace]
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 n***as hidin' all the day, my n***as always popped out
You takin' pictures with them n***as, 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
[Chorus: Yungeen Ace & King Von]
They keep on askin' why I'm promotin' the violence
Them n***as 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)

[Verse 2: King Von]
See, I be on that n***a (Uh-huh), put foenem on that n***a
He ain't gangsta, but he playin' tough, I gotta show that n***a (I gotta show)
Got PJ and them poppin' out the cuts, I told him, "Fold that n***a" (Boom, boom, boom)
Police come around, they askin' questions, "Nah, we don't know that n***a" ("Nah, we don't know 'em")
Ain't got no older n***as (Uh), just me and my soldier n***as (What?)
Go on a drill and you get shot, get on my shoulders, n***a (Get on my shoulders)
That n***a pussy, he a ho, you tryna mold the n***a (You tryna mold 'em?)
Two-two-threes left him in the streets lookin' like a boulder hit him (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[Outro: King Von]
Bitch, I be ridin' with my n***as (I be ridin')
In the winter, totin' fire with my n***as (Totin' fire)
It's barely even gettin' by with my n***as (Barely gettin' by)
Got a check, I'm gettin' high, fly with my n***as (We gettin' fly), yeah, yeah
Drive-bys with my n***as (Boom, boom, boom)
Die ill, stack wise for my for my n***as (Boom, boom)
Funeral, a suit and tie for your n***as
Shed so many tears, this the only time I cry was for my n***as
Yeah, yeah