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 with cheese I would work them in weed, got rid of that dirt for them Wasn't born hustlers, I was 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my so freezy Can't leave rap the game needs me Haters me clapped and chromed it ain't easy Cops want to knock me, D.A. to box me in But somehow, I beat them charges 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
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at me I do this for my To let 'em know what a look like, when a nigga in a roaster Show 'em how to move in a room 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 they did to the cold crush Pay us like you owe us for all the that you hoed us We can talk, but talks so talk mo' bucks
Hov' is back, stories told through rap Niggas like I sold you crack Like I you sell drugs No, hov' did So hopefully you won't to go through that I was raised in the projects, and rats Smokers out back, they mama's sofa Lookouts on the corner, on the Ave. Ladies in the window, on the kinfolk Me a lamp post, why I got my hand closed? in my palm, watchin' the long arm of the law So you know I seen it all I seen hoop dreams like a true fiend's weight 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 else can I say about dude, I gets
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