Izzo (H.O.V.A.)

Lyrics

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen, let's put our hands together for this dynasty H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Welcome, ladies and gentlemenTo the eighth wonder of the world The flow of the centuryAlways timelessHov Thanks for coming out tonight You could've been anywhere in the worldBut you're here with meI appreciate thatUh [Verse 1] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA Was herbing 'em in the home of the TerrapinsGot it dirt cheap for them Plus if they was short with cheese, I would work with them Brought in weed, got rid of that dirt for them Wasn't born hustlers, I was birthing 'em H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A For sheezy, my neezy, keep my arms so breezy Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me Haters want me clapped in chrome, it ain't easy Cops want to knock me, D.A. wants to box me inBut somehow, I beat them charges like Rocky H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Not guilty, he who does not feel me Is not real to me, therefore he doesn't existSo poof, vamoose, son of a bitch [Chorus] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Not guilty, y'all got to feel me H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up (Holla at me) [Verse 2] I do this for my culture, to let 'em knowWhat a nigga look like when a nigga in a roadster Show 'em how to move in a room full of vulturesIndustry shady, it need to be taken over Label owners hate me, I'm raisin' the status quo upI'm overcharging niggas for what they did to the Cold Crush Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hoed us We can talk, but money talks, so talk more bucks [Chorus] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Not guilty, y'all got to feel me H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up [Verse 3] Yeah, Hov is back, life stories told through rapNiggas acting like I sold you crack (Yeah)Like I told you sell drugs, no, Hov did thatSo hopefully you won't have to go through that I was raised in the projects, roaches and ratsSmokers out back sellin' they mama's sofa Lookouts on the corner focused on the aveLadies in the window focused on the kinfolk Me under a lamppost, why I got my hand closed? Crack's in my palm, watching the long arm of the law So you know I seen it all before I've seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight To try and to fail, the two things I hateSucceed and this rap game, the two things that's great H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A What else can I say about dude? I gets busy [Chorus] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A For shizzle, my nizzle, used to dribble down in VA H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A Not guilty, y'all got to feel me H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A That's the anthem, getcha damn hands up [Outro] H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A