Yungeen Ace, King Von - Promote Violence lyrics

Yungeen Ace

Yungeen Ace [Keyanta Tyrone Bullard] Jacksonville, Florida/East Chicago, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Yungeen Ace, King Von - Promote Violence lyrics]

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

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