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 cheap for Plus if they was short cheese I would work with them Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for 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 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 beat them charges like 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 what a nigga look like, when a in a roaster Show 'em how to in a room full of vultures 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 crush Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you us We can talk, but talks so talk mo' bucks
Hov' is back, life stories told rap Niggas actin' like I you crack Like I told you drugs No, hov' did So hopefully you have to go through that I was raised in the projects, and rats Smokers out back, sellin' they mama's 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, the long 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 that's great H to the Izz-o, V to the What else can I say dude, I gets busy
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