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at me I do for my culture To let 'em know what a nigga look like, a nigga in a roaster Show 'em how to move in a room full of Industry shady it need to be over Label 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, stories told through rap Niggas actin' like I sold you I told you sell drugs No, hov' did 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 post, why I got my hand closed? in my palm, watchin' the long arm of the law So you know I it all before I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's To try and to fail, the two I hate in this rap game, the two things that's great H to the Izz-o, V to the What can I say about dude, I gets busy
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