Hip Hop Hooray

[Hook: Boosie Badazz] They lying in hip-hop They lying in hip-hop They lying in hip-hop They lying Hip-hop hooray, hip-hop hooray Hip-hop hooray, too many rappers lying today Hip-hop hooray, hip-hop hooray Hip-hop hooray, too many rappers lying today [Verse 1: Boosie Badazz] Nigga you ain't ever shot shit, bitch You don't know the first steps on how to whip a brick You too tender dick that I'mma try to pimp a bitch On the tape you, a ape, catch a case, you a snitch Just cause you rich, just cause you rich don't mean a thang You can't even go up in the streets you used to hang Putting on for the fame, you ain't know 'bout real pain Fairytaling ass nigga, scary ass nigga Don't give back to your city, they should jack your ass Did my research Webbie, they don't live like that Turn on the radio you hear the same thing Models, Bugatti's and bottles, damn shame It seems rappers don't struggle no mo', love they mother nomo I just left a place where you niggas will get fucked up, so Love a fucking bank roll the pussy nigga easy We cut from a different cloth nigga, believe that [Hook: Boosie Badazz] Hip-hop hooray, hip-hop hooray Hip-hop hooray, too many rappers lying today Hip-hop hooray, hip-hop hooray Hip-hop hooray, too many rappers lying today I don't believe you, I don't believe you I don't believe you, you need more people I don't believe you, I don't believe you I don't believe you, you need more people [Verse 2: Webbie] 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, now what you doing? Putting all these pussy ass niggas on the list Big nuts, yeah I'm talking baseballs Shit big, got big booty bitches, yup all that They call my phone all the time I probably call back Straight up finna going beast mode, I got my dawg back Bandana, Polo pajamas, y'all niggas pussy cats I dick it down and you ain't even get your drawers back Got any questions for the doctor, I got truth for answers Have these lil pussy rappers dropping like they spreading cancer I been tryna make it, please don't make me make it happen Do what you want but you won't fuck with the savage, tell 'em [Hook: Boosie Badazz] [Verse 3: Boosie Badazz] Old weird ass rappers, weird ass teens Skinny ass pants, pussy ass jeans You niggas different from Badazz ENT Cause we never rap beef, we just put niggas to sleep I got a face that make these niggas ain't me They ain't real like I'm real cause these niggas ain't street The music that they making listen closely it ain't deep And other artists follow that shit, but not me I'm in my own lane doing my own thing, millions when the phone ring These niggas clone mane so Boosie on mane I got that Geto boy, NWA shit You got that four dollar bill music, that fake shit [Hook: Boosie Badazz] [Verse 4: Webbie] Yeah we see y'all niggas, we don't believe y'all niggas We don't fuck with y'all niggas, we will bleed y'all niggas On the real y'all actors , we don't feel y'all bastards We'll leave y'all pussy asses straight for the pastor bitch, preach [Hook: Boosie Badazz] They lying in hip-hop, they lying in hip-hop They lying in hip-hop, they lying They lying in hip-hop, they lying in hip-hop They lying in hip-hop, they lying