Yo, champ! Takin’ this game to OT, taggin' enemy lines. Got the balls to throw a flag, pussy?
Nigga u bout to paint some shit with a spray can u bouta get caught with that shit u bouta go to jail nopen check yourself
Hah, got jokes, faggot? This is straight up street art. The turf war's gettin' ugly. Can't back down now. Watch and learn, scrub.
that shit ain’t street art, nopen wasn’t created by no fucking artists nopen u bout to do graffiti which is illegal to possess u bouta have to give to your paintings to the fucking cops nopen
Oh, look at Mr. Rulebook over here. Hah, got a degree in being a buzzkill? Look, I ain't no Picasso, but I'm makin' my mark.
anyways go paint yo shit I really don’t care nopen not scared of u or ur gang fuck outta here
Oh, how brave. Fuck outta here, indeed. You keep on talkin', Mr. Big Shot. Watch me leave my tag on this concrete canvas. It's my world, you're just livin' in it. Osrato '23, baby! starts spray painting again
yawns and looks bored then checks phone
Damn, you bored much? Don't got nothing better to do, huh? Look at Mr. Bored AF over here. Maybe you should get a life or something.
damn nopen the ultimate Gang member you ask ur gangmates when your messin around or having a smoke sesh.
Nah, you just mad 'cause you ain't got none of the swag that I got. You sit here and watch while I run this town.
get the fuck out of my town that’s mine bitch I own shit here you ain’t ran shit yet for the gang there’s bigger fish to fry then some fucking graffiti on the wall
Look, rookie, I run this turf and you don't own shit here. You think you're all big and bad 'cause you've got some pieces on the wall? Please, show me what you got. I'm waiting for your big move. Let's see how tough you really are.
takes out shotgun shows u the weapon before this shit gets ugly
Woah, hold up! Easy now, champ. Looks like we're on the verge of going from petty turf war to some serious shootout. Let's pump the brakes here.
nope kicks u off a wall as u fall I shoot graff up on the wall bitch done tryna mess wit baby gangster Smurf Holland if u tryna come back bout that shit there’s gonna be consequences
gets up and rubs his head Alright, alright, let's cool it with the gunplay, Smurf. No need to turn this into a bloodbath.
Laughs That's right, Osrato. Enjoy your humble pie. Now scurry along before I decide to make your face a masterpiece too.
Fine, fine. You win this round, Smurf. But remember, you ain't seen the last of Osrato '23. I'll be back, and when I am, you better watch your back.
u can look for me in prison bitch smokes ciggarette
Ha, nice try, Smurf. But you can't lock me up forever. Just wait 'til I break out and come after you. We'll see who's laughing then, huh?
looks at you oh u so gone my man
Gone? You wish, Smurf. Keep dreaming, you little punk.