letra de rap battle - lil snupe vs retro
[round 1]
[lil snupe]
you talking n-gga
man i’m all about my cash flow
n-gga i’m the sh-t my mama had me out her -ss hole
n-gga i be actin’ n-gga know that we mackin’
these p-ssy n-ggas be talkin’ i swear to god i’ll blast ’em
show them that i’m for real
man i be ball
look at that fake -ss chain look like he got it from the mall
i’m like kobe better yet paul gasol
n-gga i already know it’s me high, i be fly
i swear that i’m a trouble man like t.i
i show you how we d.i.e
if you f-ck with me i’m a thug
you already know how we come i’m in the hood where the drugs and the slugs
n-gga i already know how just we gon’ cub
you pay for your hits
i swear i get it off the love
louisiana n-gga you can tell by my m-th-‘ f-ckin’ gramma’
i swear i got 3 hoes with me just like i’m santa
these b-tches say we gamble i swear i got them hammers
i swear my n-ggas gorilla
thats why we out back like bananas
[retro]
ride with my n-ggas philly down n-ggas
ain’t no stranger 2 da trigger talkin ill kidnap yo mama
if its really bout dat dramma all rock is dat desginer
gucci louie fendi proda big bo dj got dat cobra
n dat b-tch bite im worth a couple million i ain’t tryna
fist fight im just tryna live life rep a couple foreigns
i ain’t even got my diploma n the club 4 n the mornin
im a fckin cool kid fo fall out to the sofa n-ggas smokin purple
no way won’t do no foldin unless im foldin some money n-gga my money dont fold
ballin on em like kobe i can yell at the coach i can snap on the ref
money taller then shaq n-ggas talkin that sh-t until that .45 clap
on ma way to the top u can have the fame cus the game full of a bunch f-ggets n lames
[round 2]
[retro]
ahh look pot of gold
my clique name
n-ggas tradin souls
for a bit of fame
look word to my pop jit gave me the game
i be up all night for this f-ckin chain
whats my name women call me retche fellas call me rest
gun stupid shout out 2 the ones that thought i was next
he only hard on the phone i call it phone s-x fly n-gga
in the booth its my birds nest mo checks mo money
equals mo haters if i was a ball player bet i score a trey
or maybe brook southwest ahh look so much money on my radar
maybe i should write a book n-gga from the bas-m-nt
where its like the matrix philly where u make it out
but its never safe in play this whenever you wanna
play this call me george bush cus um blowin up when im
with my clique and im with my clique jackpot n-gga
[lil snupe]
growin up wild i watched all my friends shake
even my family members treated me like a inmate
mama had me at 16 and im from a small city but
i got some big dreams daddy left me as a yougin
jail was his location so i had no motivation
i was the dedicated can’t n0body stop my shine
im like the sun number one mama smile just 2 see
what i become im a young man with a big dream to make it out the project
rich so u know i stay on that paper route people dont won’t me to make
it really tryna take me out so i pray daily asking god for the safer route
use to go to tom house when i ain’t have no way to eat go 2
d-lo house when i ain’t have no way to sleep cus my mama couldn’t take it
she just gave up on me i couldn’t do nuntin right seemed like bad luck was me
n i was raised so illegal the baddest n-gga in the neighborhood talking
back to deneisha n my house it was real cold n lonely my daddy been gone since 4
money money money money all i eva seen n-ggas out here sellin tail sellin boy sellin green
jonesbourgh louisiana goons on that dumb sh-t just cus u got that chain n-gga you dont run sh-t
ill show u how we do it this n-gga he be kickin it with some childish hoees we funna
go to hawaii on some yellow ends island hoes what happens behind the doors
sh-t n0body knows make yo b-tch get out her clothes and she funna blow me like
a snotty nose
[round 3]
[lil snupe]
im the hottest u can stick with this n-gga
vick u cold but u really need to get rid of this n-gga
poof u know just how we do thats why yall can’t win
n thats really comin from snupe see these n-ggas f-ckin garbage
n-ggas know im the hardest i swea im the hardest that ever recorded
see me i do my thang n my own lane if yo money so f-ckin long
go buy him a new chain … get out my lane n-gga this sh-t comin from my brain
see u i eat u up like a sufle n-gga know i hooray this is r.l this ain’t no
m-th- f-ckin 2k n-gga i be eatin shoudve looked at my youtube videos
to show u how im beatin. wtf wrong with u boy reals sh-t
yea i ride a disater n u can get eat n-gga aids dont even matter
see im from lousianna where its just h-ll jones bro lousianna
the city where the lord dwells see all my nigags thuggin
all my n-ggas in a cell if u f-ck with me wrong
u goin to heaven or h-ll
[retro]
goons that a murder when the kid say sick em
i take my women shoppin
i tell my ladies pick 1 n i bet u they love me
when i pull up in that phantom yup i pulll up in that ghost but i ain’t danny phampton
blow a couple hndreds can u make that change know the kid stackin like a leggo game
i be gettin money with the same old game u the same old lame with the same old change
uhh this right here ain’t my say so baby leggo only women cus um at the top so why these n-ggas hatin
am i really that hot do they women really love me cus um gettin that guap got the city on lock
got the city on fire n i am the fresh prince n-gga bow to your hyness
[round 4]
[retro]
keep a rolly on so they call me roley rex rose roy ridin make them n-ggas
hold they breath… throwin money u just showin money
i got that drop it low and bust it open money
cus we throwin loo women all n the birthday suit if jackpot
ur favorite cool then pop that like uncle luke i say lawd have mercy
i like my women naked or undressin im about to have a game of se section
philly down hold it down these hoes screamin like james brown these n-ggas dress
like mr brown with top off like mr.brown n im coolin my n-ggas
from the west like delonte s-xy n-gga look similar
to beyonce n we poppin be honest who u know be honest n yo money thin as a island and we mob
sh-t like italians
[lil snupe]
these n-ggas can’t f-ck with me
yea they know w-sssup with me
they know im funna blow
thats why they always disccusin me
a broke bummy n-gga thats sumn i didn’t grow up to be
i grew up to get money
n all the kids look up to me
walkin down the dark road hard to get some f-ckin light
in my hood its nun but wrong
its hard to get some f-ckin right
only thing guarenteed out my hood is f-ckin life
judge and the dea melt ya dreams like some f-ckin ice
me i’m just a sinner
really a beginner hood n-gga tryna turn into a grammy award winner
i’m eatin you see sh-t on my plate when its time for dinner
i really rap what i live you a f-ckin pretender
my lil brutha look at me and he know its on
before i go to school he up jammin my song
its crazy cause i’m lookin at him and he gettin grown the pain we went through
i just be gettin stone was never taught right from wrong was taught
if you want it then go get it even if its with your chrome
if you hustle and you broke then you going home
even if you gotta get out here and grind all alone
but me i’m chasing the dream
tryna make show my family straight
but it seems like i can’t get right ever since my granny away
people don’t know what i seen when i looked in my granny face
but i don’t trip cause i know she in a better place
i grew up in the projects which is one room
so i had to sleep on the floor in the front room
me and my cousins on the block tryna thug
n-gga you a school boy, n-gga we was sellin’ drugs
i grew up in jonesboro it was straight wildin’
i hang out with the older cats so it was straight violence
and the n-ggas i looked up to was hustling or robbin’
so i hoped of the porch to n started getting it popping
started with a half of dolla till i got the whole thang
on the freeway to the millions but i’m in my own lane
n-gga worried ’bout a b-tch i’m worried about stacking change
i’ll probably rob ‘im but i don’t even want that f-cking chain
i wake up every morning thinking about a dollar
so if you ain’t talking dollars i ain’t try’na holla
my heart cold cause i grew up without my father
but it really made me smarter and made me grind harder
who ever thought i’d make my dreams into a reality
my own family thought they were gon’ have to bury me
took my mama 9 months just for her to carry me
so i was brought to the world to live like yo majesty n-gga
[round 5]
[lil snupe]
when i get that 10 racks n-gga we gone hit the mall
and just ball like kobe and paul gasol
these b-tches know that i’m thuggin’ these b-tches’ all on my b-lls
yo b-tch is beggin’ me that she can see my polo drawers
see young n-gga be wildin’
n-ggas know we violent
see yo b-tch say she don’t f-ck with you ‘caus you h-lla childish
young n-gga gettin’ it i just tell her we be wildin’
you lying ’bout your sh-t n-gga i ain’t never been on no island
never rode no bentley
yes i did last night
n-gga that was my 1st time but i done been on some 1st flights
these b-tches know how we get it, i get it my 1st thight
while you were doing homework we was try’na get that work right, n-gga say that we get it, n-ggas say that we get it
jonesboro is my city i swear to god i’m committed
you p-ssy n-ggas talkin’ i swear to god you some p-ssys
i can see it in your face n-gga you a m-th-‘ f-ckin’ rookie
n-gga hold up, n-gga run out of here
cause your boy kinda fast
yo boy say he got cash
but your boy kinda -ss
i’m a young n-gga gettin’ it swear to god i’ll laugh
at your lil stupid -ss playin’ with me f-ck around and get smashed
…… hold up, you want me to keep goin’? want me to keep goin’?
we gone keep this sh-t wrote
and everything a n-gga do these n-ggas know how it go
i do this sh-t for my folks
your n-ggas taxin’ on that work my n-gga got it for the low
so we got work, we got pills, sour d, we got weed
holla at me, swear to god as you can see
you a p-ssy n-gga i could swear that your a beast
and when you talkin’ ’bout beef
you probably the one callin’ police
[retro]
yung n-gga i ain’t had sh-t from the same hood where n-ggas talkin practicin
i was a yung prince thinkin bout sh-t i saw thinkin bout the ones i been thru
n-gga i seen it all n while yall tryna hate sh-t we out chea ballin
im from the projects but it ain’t new orleans i seen my n-ggas flippin
they just gttn money yung n-gga im so hungry but im eatin fat meals
we takin private jacks but i eat 4 meals jackpot lets get these mills my chick from brazile
pull up n a foregin wheel scrr no hands on the wheel got d-mn this sh-t is real
got d-mn this sh-t is real pull up hop out fresh fade my own j’s n-ggas talkin free water
these n-ggas lookin so thirsty uhh white ohh…. bands a make ha dance
so now um throwin money only time this hoees can get a dolla from me
i dont need no gucci sneaks or louie v just some js on new chick she blaze on n she tryna have me daze on
see this here for my stripper hoes drop that like dominoes that cheese knockin at my door like i order that dominoes
roley on that sh-t bright throw a rack i just might throw it back for a real n-gga yo team thicka then trick dice
hotel party that sh-t crayy i came later then 6th place ha -ss fat got a nice face tryna tie me asphatt down like
a shoe lace but im 2 g for all that them hoes love when i rap my big bro was dj i had to throw a rack because
n the turnin lane bout to burn rubber yo girl around tryna catch contact for that marijuana this one for peso this one for
odb this one for minnie jacpot yea u know the team yea um n the buildin yea we flexin on these lames yea we on a paper chase
from the bottom yea i came im gettin all this dough u p-ssy n-ggas should know n im freestylin hea he wildin my n-ggas gettn that dough
f-ck that man
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