H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to down in VA Was 'em in the home of the Terrapins Got it dirt cheap for Plus if they was short with cheese I would with them in weed, got rid of that dirt for them Wasn't hustlers, I was birthin' 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' my neezy keep my arms so freezy leave rap alone the game needs me Haters want me clapped and it ain't easy Cops to knock me, D.A. want to box me in But somehow, I them charges like Rocky H to the Izz-o, V to the Not guilty, he who not feel me Is not real to me, therefore he exist So poof, Vamoose, son of a
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at me I do for my culture To let 'em know a nigga look like, when a nigga in a roaster 'em how to move in a room full of vultures Industry it need to be taken over owners hate me I'm raisin the status quo up I'm over chargin' niggas for what they did to the cold Pay us like you owe us for all the years you hoed us We can talk, but money talks so mo' bucks
Hov' is back, life told through rap Niggas like I sold you crack Like I told you drugs No, did that So hopefully you won't have to go through I was raised in the projects, roaches and Smokers out back, sellin' 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 hand Cracks in my palm, watchin' the arm of the law So you know I seen it all 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 else can I say about dude, I gets busy
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