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