it don't stop

, well let me introduce myself, a young go getter mind locked on havin' wealth, livin' wild with this thug style, i got these hoes, tuggin' all on my avirex clothes, a young brown mafioso, i put my foot through the door, infrared light smilin' title, desert eagle 4-4, layin' cubans on the floor, i send my ghetto troopers to the mother load, to snatch a bottle of a-1 yo, i'm hearin' rapid fire through the house, eternal warfare with heavy weaponry, me and my soldiers ain't scared, you get a bullet to the head in trainin' if you don't aim for the head, so i know my young shooters left somebody dead around the corner, plus got the yola out the trunk bendin' over, it's daytime i can't wait till it turns to night, cause that's the time when ghetto stars come out and shine, quicker than outlaws i draw on haters with glocks and techs, buckin' at undercover agents dippin' off quick in the lex, that's my trigger finger fuck 'em let's bring the heat to the street, gave him one to the head and there he dead eternally asleep, deep in this cold world where there's no love, what the fuck should i do?, people be killin' they family for yola not trustin' in you, but now i'm teachin' you some ackrite, with forty-fives and flashlights, fuckin' around with thug niggas, and drug dealers, manajetuahs and jaguars getting chopped in the drop, killin' haters that act hard nigga like it or not, cause it's a hold up, your hands go up real slow, should've told ya that i'm a soldier who kills hoes, pullin' no mercy on these busters ain't no callin' the cops, and my nine is comin' to fuck you nigga ballin' or not, i'm off in this shit like mr. hanky, janky, but when it gets stanky, time to rape fiends, my niggas take g's, make g's, but it ain't free, pimp niggas laced me when i was a baby, how to slang d, and stained me, a suck ya up nigga lip locked but i can't speak, now it's crazy, niggas be lazy, imbecilic, milli vanillic, can't speak on it but i feel it, i'm the villain stealin' scrillion, convo be thrillin' your brain waves get to healin', just to reach out and touch you, train of thought make a killin', soldiers willin', so i do it for thug niggas and drug dealers through the snow and rain, focused on fetti fuck how it came, steady remain, paper over hoes, and stay on my toes, and air these niggas out like sandals, blow 'em out like candles, handle my business and listen to my theezo, and in this thuggin' category i keep it sharp as a needle, breathe on busters and bust the tech and make it go blah blah, funkin' with cops and duckin' the law play boy it won't stop