H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' shizzle my used to dribble down in VA Was hurtin' 'em in the of the Terrapins Got it dirt for them Plus if they was short with cheese I would work them in weed, got rid of that dirt for them Wasn't born hustlers, I was 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' sheezy my neezy my arms so freezy Can't rap alone the game needs me Haters want me and chromed it ain't easy Cops want to me, D.A. want to box me in But somehow, I beat charges like Rocky H to the Izz-o, V to the Not guilty, he who does not me Is not real to me, he doesn't exist So poof, Vamoose, son of a
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at me I do for my culture To let 'em know what a nigga look like, when a in a roaster Show 'em how to in a room full of vultures Industry it need to be taken over Label owners hate me I'm raisin the quo up I'm over chargin' niggas for what they did to the cold Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you us We can talk, but money talks so talk mo'
Hov' is back, life stories through rap actin' like I sold you crack Like I you sell drugs No, did that So you won't have to go through that I was in the projects, roaches and rats Smokers out back, sellin' mama's sofa on the corner, focused on the Ave. Ladies in the window, focused on the Me under a lamp post, why I got my closed? in my palm, watchin' the long arm of the law So you I seen it all before I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true weight To try and to fail, the two I hate Succeed in this rap game, the two things that's H to the Izz-o, V to the What can I say about dude, I gets busy
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