It's kinda funny that I'm a battle this cat called gun gripper
Matter a fact, with a name like dat, dude's a male stripper//
this shit ain't about danggling your dick infront a hos
It's 'bout real street rhymes, and bussing ill street flow//
Claiming you handy with the gun and the fire you spit
Shit, the only time you spit's to wipe the cum off your lips//
Your faggot ass is wasting my time, i hate to be wasting my rhymes
cause I killed with the first to or three couple a lines//
You can't battle to the end what you never started
Your ass is dead to me son, you is dearly departed//
R.I.P to gun gripper, he was merely retarded
His rhymes stunk so bad like his mouth be fartin'//(lol)
Know your place lil man and recognize the vet
Stop bringing shit out yo mouth and give G-rho his respect//
Cause I'm a bone crusher buoy, you better be scared a me
And I'm a pimp your ass in jail, giving Bubber head for free//(lol)