H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' my nizzle used to dribble down in VA Was 'em in the home of the Terrapins Got it dirt cheap for Plus if they was short cheese I would work with them Brought in weed, got rid of that for them born hustlers, I was birthin' 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' sheezy my keep my arms so freezy Can't leave rap alone the needs me Haters want me and chromed 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 does not me Is not real to me, therefore he doesn't So poof, Vamoose, son of a
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at me I do this for my To let 'em what a nigga look like, when a nigga in a roaster Show 'em how to in a room full of vultures Industry shady it need to be taken Label owners hate me I'm the status quo up I'm over niggas for what they did to the cold crush Pay us you owe us for all the years that you hoed us We can talk, but money so talk mo' bucks
Hov' is back, life stories through rap Niggas actin' like I sold you Like I told you sell No, did that So hopefully you won't have to go that I was raised in the projects, roaches and 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? in my palm, watchin' the long arm of the law So you know I seen it all I seen hoop dreams deflate a true fiend's 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 else can I say dude, I gets busy
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