H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' my nizzle used to dribble down in VA Was hurtin' 'em in the 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 hustlers, I was birthin' 'em H to the Izz-o, V to the Fo' sheezy my neezy keep my arms so leave rap alone the game needs me Haters want me clapped and chromed it 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 does not 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 nizzle used to dribble 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 y'all got to 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 a nigga look like, when a nigga in a roaster Show 'em how to in a room full of vultures shady it need to be taken over Label hate me I'm raisin the status quo up I'm chargin' niggas for what they did to the cold crush Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you us We can talk, but money talks so mo' bucks
Hov' is back, stories told through rap Niggas like I sold you crack Like I told you sell No, hov' did So hopefully you have to go through that I was in the projects, roaches and rats Smokers out back, sellin' they sofa on the corner, focused on the Ave. Ladies in the window, focused on the Me under a post, why I got my hand closed? Cracks in my palm, watchin' the arm of the law So you know I it all before I seen hoop dreams deflate like a fiend's weight To try and to fail, the two things I Succeed in this rap game, the two that's great H to the Izz-o, V to the What else can I say about dude, I busy
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