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 for them Plus if they was short with cheese I work with them Brought in weed, got rid of that for them Wasn't born hustlers, I was 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' sheezy my neezy my arms so freezy Can't leave rap the game needs me Haters want me clapped and chromed it ain't Cops want to me, D.A. want to box me in But somehow, I beat 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 doesn't So poof, Vamoose, son of a
H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble in VA H to the Izz-o, V to the That's the anthem get'cha hands up H to the Izz-o, V to the Not guilty got to feel me H to the Izz-o, V to the That's the anthem get'cha damn up
at me I do for my culture To let 'em know what a nigga look like, when a nigga in a 'em how to move in a room full of vultures Industry it need to be taken over Label hate me I'm raisin the status quo up I'm over chargin' for what they did to the cold crush Pay us like you owe us for all the that you hoed us We can talk, but money so talk mo' bucks
Hov' is back, life stories told rap Niggas actin' like I sold you Like I told you drugs No, did that So hopefully you have to go through that I was in the projects, roaches and rats Smokers out back, sellin' they mama's Lookouts on the corner, on the Ave. Ladies in the window, focused on the Me a lamp post, why I got my hand closed? Cracks in my palm, the long arm of the law So you know I it all before I seen dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight To try and to fail, the two things I in this rap game, the two things that's great H to the Izz-o, V to the What else can I say dude, I gets busy
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