Young gunna... gunning thru da streets wit my 6 shotta.... my nigga ima trapper... nigga i chose to b a killer when i was just 13 just for the thrill... all da hoes shake dey ass for da fast cash.... Next time the bright lights hit me God Forbid.... b da search lights from da narcos....im fire flame.... next time da bright lights hit me ... ima b ripping beat after beat dropping n ice.... making da crowd roar Fire Flame.... torch from da heater. gleezy dripping bloody fool.... i aint ditch da heater since i shot da bitch... dis bitch bloody n my draws ... n we keep squeezing... sirens keep screaming.... demons in dese killers keep hollering when they suffer from da torch from da fire of da heater burned him up before he even knew what happened to him bullets hit him faster than lightening... he aint expect that.... what u expect... dats what he get wet all up .... bitch should nt been talking all dat smack...dat bitch gettin wacked... lay dat bitch nigga on his back... n may his soul burn in hell.... im the devil ima share my misery wit my opp... im a taunt n taunt him my insults n my threats... i. the devil... im a taunt him n taunt him wit my fist n my blade ... prowling thru da concrete jungle...hunting for him by myself wit my glock 40 on me.... im a keep talking down... ima spit in ur face when i see u ... cant wait to see u.... stomping all over my oop stomping grounds tryna hunt him down....