H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble in VA Was 'em in the home of the Terrapins Got it dirt cheap for Plus if was short with cheese I would work with them in weed, got rid of that dirt for them Wasn't hustlers, I was birthin' 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' sheezy my keep my arms so freezy Can't rap alone the game 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 to me, therefore he doesn't exist So poof, Vamoose, son of a
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at me I do for my culture To let 'em know a nigga look like, when a nigga in a roaster Show 'em how to move in a room full of shady it need to be taken over Label owners 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 that you hoed us We can talk, but money talks so mo' bucks
Hov' is back, life told through rap Niggas actin' like I you crack I told 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, sellin' they mama's Lookouts on the corner, on the Ave. in the window, focused 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 I seen it all before I seen hoop dreams like 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 else can I say about dude, I gets busy
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