H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble in VA Was hurtin' 'em in the of the Terrapins Got it dirt for them Plus if they was short with cheese I would with them Brought in weed, got rid of dirt for them born hustlers, I was birthin' 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so Can't leave rap the game needs me Haters me clapped and chromed it ain't easy want to knock me, D.A. want to box me in But somehow, I beat them charges like H to the Izz-o, V to the Not guilty, he who not feel 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 move in a room of vultures Industry shady it need to be taken Label owners me I'm raisin the status quo up I'm chargin' niggas for what they did to the cold crush Pay us like you owe us for all the years you hoed us We can talk, but money talks so talk mo'
Hov' is back, life stories told rap Niggas like I sold you crack Like I you sell drugs No, did that So hopefully you won't have to go that I was raised in the projects, and rats Smokers out back, they mama's sofa on the corner, focused on the Ave. Ladies in the window, on the kinfolk Me under a lamp post, why I got my closed? Cracks in my palm, the long arm of the law So you I seen it all before I seen hoop dreams deflate like a fiend's weight To try and to fail, the two things I Succeed in rap game, the two things that's great H to the Izz-o, V to the What else can I say about dude, I gets
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