Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hip Hop Hooray, artist - Boosie Badazz. Album song Touch Down 2 Cause Hell, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Trill
Song language: English
Hip Hop Hooray |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |
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 |