H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble in VA Was hurtin' 'em in the home of the Got it dirt for them Plus if was short with cheese I would 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 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 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 exist So poof, Vamoose, son of a
H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' shizzle my used to dribble down in VA H to the Izz-o, V to the That's the get'cha damn 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 hands up
at me I do for my culture To let 'em know what a nigga look like, when a nigga in a Show 'em how to move in a full of vultures Industry shady it to be taken over Label owners me I'm raisin the status quo up I'm over niggas for what they did to the cold crush Pay us like you owe us for all the years you hoed us We can talk, but talks so talk mo' bucks
Hov' is back, life stories through rap Niggas actin' I sold you crack Like I told you sell No, did that So you won't have to go through that I was in the projects, roaches and rats Smokers out back, they mama's sofa 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 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 What else can I say about dude, I gets
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