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at me I do for my culture To let 'em what a nigga look like, when a nigga in a roaster 'em how to move in a room full of vultures Industry shady it need to be 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 you owe us for all the years that you hoed us We can talk, but talks so talk mo' bucks
Hov' is back, life stories told rap Niggas like I sold you crack Like I told you sell No, hov' did So hopefully you won't have to go that I was raised in the projects, 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, the long arm of the law So you I seen it all before I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's To try and to fail, the two things I 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 busy
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