Gangsta Talk [Freestyle]

Mic check 1, 2 (How you wanna do it)
Imma check one and stretch two believe that 
(Bitch I'm too influenced) look, look

In the car, just me and Fi' with a 357
You can catch me in the Valley
With some niggas who be steppin'
And I won't sell a bitch a
Ounce but I'll sell em
Up with that stick right in the south
And I done let off 11 now look here
I know some youngins in that
Nawf who need some money
Reload the clip if it start clicking for
A fact bitch he gon burn em
Choppa it hit em and slump em (Bow)
Heard he be stashing that money we gon
Break in his house in the morning
I was way at a show when
They had stepped on Lil
A nigga come and approach me bout it
Imma let the bitch have it
A bitch can't tell me about my bro
Cause that hoe know Imma savage
My brother say he like to fight I drop a bag
Real quick this shit get real declare
The war and I stamp it
Let 20 shots from out that TEC and
This bitch here do some damage
Police got behind me and Lil Ben
Ain't hesitate I done ran it
And park the car behind the house it's
Out of sight we done vanished
Before you rep you better go and catch a body
And I ain't got this gun for
To show off to nobody
Nigga ran his bike into my car I
Up that bitch and shot it
VVS left my neck on froze but
They know I'm the hottest
Murda man the top of the
Drop hollering stretch something
My niggas hit your block up with them
Glocks and they gon whack something
I'm running with them niggas out that
8 and they gon wreck something
I bet that bitch get shot up in
His face for tryna check something
Say you gon kill me on my mama
(I ain't hiding bout it)
All of my niggas bout that drama
(We gon slide bout it)
Come with that Glock up off my hip
(We step on anybody)
Don't come through bouncing up in here
(If you ain't kill nobody)