[Round 1: Lil Snupe]

Real talkin n***a
Man I'm all about my cash flow
N***a I'm the shit my momma had me out her asshole
N***a I be actin', n***a know that we mackin'
These pussy n***as be talkin', I swear to God I'll blast 'em
Show them that I'm forreal, man I be ball, look at that fake ass chain look like he got it from the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
N***a already know it's me high, I be fly, I swear that I'm a trouble man like T.I
I'll show you how we d.i.e if you fuck with me I'm a thug
You already know how we come I'm in the hood where the drugs, and the slugs
N***a already know just how we gone come
You pay for this, I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana n***a you can tell by my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with me just like I'm Santa
These bitches say we gamma, I swear I got them hammers
I swear my n***as gorillas that's why we out packin' bananas

[Retro]

Ride with my n***as, Philadel n***as
Ain't not stranger to the trigga talkin' I'll kidnap ya momma
If it's really 'bout that drama, all I rock is that designer
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada. Big bro dj got that cobra. And that bitch bite
I'm worth a couple millions I ain't tryna fist fight, I'm just tryna live life
Whip a couple foreigns, I ain't even got my diploma, In the club 4 in the mornin'
I'm a fuckin' cool kid, fo show out til it's over
N***a sippin' purple potion, no wait, I don't do no foldin'
'less I'm foldin' some money then again my money don't fold
Ballin' on them like Kobe, I can yell at the coach
I can snap at the ref, money taller than Shaq
N***as talkin' that shit, until that .45 clap
I'm on my way to the top, you can have the fame
Cause the game filled wit' a bunch of faggots and lames, go 'head
[Round 2: Retro]

Look pot of gold
My clique name
N***as tradin' souls for a bit of fame
Look, word to my pablo G gave me the game
I be up all night for this fuckin' chain and
What's my name, women call me Retchy, fellas call me Retch
Goin' stupid, shoutout to the ones who thought that I was next
He only hard on the phone, I call it phone sex
Fly n***a, in the booth is my bird's nest
Mo' checks, mo' money equals mo' haters
If I walk like a ball player bet I score Draya, or maybe Brooke
Southwest, neva' look, so much paper on my radar
Maybe I should write a book n***a
From the basement where it's like the matrix
Philly where you make it out, but it's never safe in
Play this whenever you wanna play this
Call me George Bush cause I'm blowin' up when I'm with my clique
And I'm with my clique Jackpot n***a

[Lil Snupe]

Growin' up I watched all of my friends shake
Even my family members treated me like a inmate
Momma had me at 16, and I'm from a small city but I got some big dreams
Daddy left me as a youngin', jail was his location so I had no motivation
But I was still dedicated, can't nobody stop my shine
I'm like the sun number 1, momma smile just to see what I've become
I'm a young man wit' a big dream, tryna make it out the projects rich
So you know I stay on that paper route, people don't want me to make it, tryna take me out
So I pray daily askin' God for the safer route
Used to go to Tom house when I ain't had no where to eat
Go to D-Lo house when I ain't had no where to sleep
Cause my momma couldn't take it, she just gave up on me
I couldn't do nothing right, seem like bad luck was me
And I was raised so illegal, the baddest n***a in the neighborhood talkin' back to Denesha
At my house it was real cold, and lonely. My daddy been gone since 4
Money money money money all that I really seen
N***as out here sellin' tabs, sellin' bars, sellin' green
Jonesboro, Louisiana goons on that dumb shit
Just because you got that chain n***a you don't run shit
I show you how we do it, this n***a he be kickin' it with some childish hoes
We finna go to Hawaii get on some gallagins, alii hoes
What happens behind the does(doors), shid nobody knows
Make ya bitch gotta get out her clothes and she gone blow me like a snotty nose
[Round 3: Lil Snupe]

Me, I'm the hottest you can stick with this n***a
Vick you cold but you really needa get rid of this n***a
Man this n***a fuckin' pooh! You know just how we do
That's why y'all can't win and that's really comin' from Snupe
See this n***a fuckin' garbage, n***as know that I'm the hardest
I swear I'm the hardest that ever recorded
See me I do my thang, I'm in my own lane
If your money so fuckin' long go buy him a new chain
See these n***as know I do this shit, stay out my lane
And what's crazy, n***a this comin' from my brain
See you I eat you up like a soufflé, n***as know that i hooray
This is real life this ain't no mothafuckin 2k
N***a I be eatin'. You shoulda looked at my youtube videos
And shoulda showed you just how I'm beatin'
What the fuck wrong witchu boy
Real shit, yeah I'm 'bout a disaster
You could get eat n***a aids don't even matter
See I'm from Louisiana, where it's just straight hellC
Jonesboro, Louisiana the city where the Lord dwells
See all my n***as thuggin' all my n***as in a cell
And if you fuck with me wrong you going to heaven or hell

[Retro]
Goons that'll murder when the kid say sick 'em
I take my women shoppin', I tell my ladies pick one
And I bet you they love me when I pull up in that Phantom
Yup I pull up in that ghost, no but I ain't Danny Phantom
Uh throw a couple hundreds can you make that change
Know the kid's style like a lego game
I be gettin' money with the same ol' game
You the same ol' lame with the same ol' change uhh
This here ain't my scene so baby leggo
Only with me cause I'm at the top like a falsetto
Why these lames hatin' am I really that hot
Do they women really love me cause I'm gettin' that guap
Got the city on lock, got the city on fire
And I am the fresh prince n***a
Bow to your highness

[Round 4: Retro]

Keep a rollie on so they call me Rollie Retch
Rolls Royce ridin' make them n***as hold they breath *breathes*
Throwin' money, you just showin' money
I got that ho, drop it low, and bust it open money
Cause we throwin' Lou, women all in they birthday suit
If Jackpot your favorite crew then pop that like Uncle Luke
I said Lord have mercy, I like my women naked or undressin'
I'm about to give the game a C-section
Philadel, hold in down, These hoes screamin' like James Brown
These n***as dressed like Mr. Brown and whipped top bald like Mr. Brown
And I'm coolin. My n***as from the west like Alonte
Sexy women look similar to Beyonce
And we poppin', be honest, who you know be honest
Your money thin as an eye lid and we mob shit like Italian

[Lil Snupe]

Mane these n***as can't fuck with me
Yeah they know wassup with me
They know I'm finna blow that's why they always discussin' me
A broke bummy n***a that's something I ain't grow up to be
I grew up to get money and all the kids look up to me
Walkin' down a dark road, it's hard to get some fuckin' light
In my hood it's fuckin' wrong, it's hard to get some fuckin' right
Only thang guaranteed out my hood is fuckin' life
Judge and the D.A melt your dream like some fuckin' ice
Me I'm just a sinner, really a beginner
A hood n***a tryna turn into a grammy award winner
I'm eatin' you see shit on my plate when it's time for dinner
I really rap what I live, you a fuckin' pretender
My lil brother look at me, and he know it's own
Before I go to school he up jammin' my song
It's crazy cause I'm lookin' at him and he gettin' grown
The pain that we done went through, I just be getting stoned
Was never taught right from wrong
Was always taught if you wanna go get it then go get it even if it's with your chrome
If you a hustla' and you broke then why you going home
Even if you gotta get out here and grind all alone
But me, I'm chasin' a dream, tryna make sure that my family straight
But it seem like I can't get right even since my granny way
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 with just one room
So I had to sleep on the floor in the front room
Me and all my cousins on the block tryna thug
N***a you a school boy n***a we was sellin' drugs
I grew up in Jonesboro it was straight wildin'
I hung out with the older cats so it was straight violence
And the n***as I looked up to was hustlin' or robbin'
So I hopped off the porch too and started gettin' it poppin'
I started with a half of dollar 'til I got the whole thang
On the freeway to the millions but I'm in my own lane
N***as worried 'bout a bitch, I'm worried 'bout stackin' change
I'd probably rob him but I don't even want that fuckin' chain
I wake up every morning thinkin' 'bout a dollar
So if you ain't talkin' dollars I ain't tryna holla
My heart cold cause I grew up without a father but it really made me smarter
And made me grind harder
Who'd ever thought I would make my dreams a reality
Own family thought that they was gone have to bury me
Took my momma 9 months just for her to carry me
So I was brought into this world to live like your majesty n***a

[Round 5: Lil Snupe]

When I get that 10 racks n***a we gone hit the mall
And just ball like Kobe and Paul Gasol
These bitches know that I'm thuggin'
These bitches all on my balls
Yo bitch is beggin' me that she can see my Polo drawls
See a young n***a be wildin'
N***as know we foulin', see yo bitch say she don't fuck witchu cause you hella childish
Young n***a be gettin' it, I tell her just we be wildin'
You lyin' about yo shit n***a I ain't neva' been on no island
Never road in no Bentley, yes I did last night
Cause that was my first time but I done been on some first flights
These bitches know how we get it, I get it my first night
While you was doing homework, we was tryna get that work right
These n***as say that we get it, n***as say that we get it
Jonesboro is my city I swear to God I'm committed
You pussy n***as talkin' I swear to God you some pussies
I can see it in your face n***a you a mothafuckin' rookie
N***a hold up, n***a run out of here, cause ya boy kinda fast
Ya boy say he got cash, but ya boy kinda ass
I'm a young n***a gettin' it, I swear to God I'd laugh
At your lil stupid playin' with me, fuck around and get smashed
Hold up you want me to keep going? You want me to keep going?
N***as think this shit wrote, but everythang this n***a do this n***a know how it go
I swear to God I do this shit I do this shit for my folks
You n***as taxin' on that work, my n***a got it for the low
See we got work, we got pills, sour d, we got weed
Whatever you need, holla at me
Swear to God that you can see, you a pussy ass n***a
I can swear that you a beast and when we talkin' bout beef you prolly(probably) the one callin' police

[Retro]

Young n***a I ain't had shit
From the same hood where n***as talkin', practicin'
I was a young prince, think about the shit I saw
Think about the ones I been through, n***a I seen it all
And why y'all tryna hate, Shitm we out here ballin'
N***a I'm from the projects, but it ain't New Orleans
I seen my homies flippin', they just gettin' money
Young n***a I'm so hungry, but I'm eatin' fat meals
We takin' private trips, but i eat 4 meals
Jackpot let's get these deals, my chick she from Brazil
Pull up in the foreign wheels, skurr no hands on the wheel
Got damn this shit it real, got damn this shit is real
Pull up, hop out, fresh fade, my own J's
N***as talkin' spring water, these n***as lookin' so thirsty uhh
White *chokes* Band'll make her dance, so now I'm throwin' money
It's the only time I will, these hoes can't get a dollar from me
I don't need no Gucci sneaks or Louis V, just some J's on
New chick she blazon and she tryna have a liaison
See this safe for my stripper hoes, drop that like dominos
That cheese knockin' at my door, like I ordered at Domino's
What we on, that shit bright, Throw a rack I just might
Throw it back for a real n***a yo team faker than trick dice
Hotel party that shit cray, I came later than sixth place
Her ass fat got a nice face, she tryna tie me down like a shoe lace
But I'm too Gee for allat(all that), them hoes love when I rap
My big bro is De Jack, ass fat I'mma have to throw a rack because
In the turnin' lane, 'bout to burn rubber
Your girl around let's catch in contact from that marijuana
This one for Paso, This one for L.D.B, this one from millie Jackpot yeah you know the team
Ridin' in the buildin' and we flexin' on these lames I be on the paper chase
From the bottom yeah I came, I'm gettin' all this dough
You pussy n***as don't know, and I'm freestylin' damn he wildin' and n***as gettin' that dough
Fuck that

THE WINNERS TALKED AND DECIDED THAT LIL SNUPE WAS THE WINNER. R.I.P LIL SNUPE THE FREESTYLE KING