El Guerro

Pull the trigger Budd Dwyer Hahahahahaha In New Orleans, murder make you popular You murder a few people, the women gonna love you That's crazy, it sounds crazy, it is crazy, but that's New Orleans Everybody wanna be attached to something Creeping out the back with my knife tucked Sharpened up to slash, leave a gash in your fucking guts Hanging off the bridge, broken limbs, neck broke and crack OG Lil Slick, life shit, bury me in black I'm picking it up and running Steady gunning from all of the fucking 5-0 Gunning, stunning, sonning, I die for my brothers Better run for cover when I turn to the fucking serpent Neck jerking, one eye cracked behind the curtain, so fucking worthless Let it resonate, don't hesitate Chaos, I create Born to burn in place Fix your motherfucking face (yeah) Got a bitch in the back, got a bitch in the front One won't stop complaining, the other rolling a blunt Gold fronts, bitch, I'm shining, driver seat a recliner Designing life at my fingers Stunna, baby, big timer, juggle the world in my palm I palm pilot a storm, I call the locust to swarm, bitch Coming with a gun and my body, becoming everything I wasn't Fuck, fucking with the gang, put a bullet in your face No trace, no chase, leave it, no case Young Christ, disgrace, six foot grave Devil songs, demonic praise In a haze, I think I'm crazed Spot my prey and then I slay Hold up, you might get your head knocked off Riding round town with the chopper Fuck the law, cocking on a copper Couple homies tweaking off that Flakka Nose dust white from the cocaine Running around life with a blown brain Insane motherfucker, light the butane Burn it down 'til it's just ash and flames Scarecrow, two thirds or Lil Remains Leave his organs in the tub, blood in the drain Hold up, you might get your head knocked off Riding round town with a chopper Fuck the law, cocking on a copper Couple homies tweaking off that Flakka Nose dust white from the cocaine Running around life with a blown brain Insane motherfucker, light the butane Burn it down 'til it's just ash and flames Scarecrow, two thirds or Lil Remains Leave his organs in the tub, blood in the drain