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  • Текст песни Jay-Z - H To The Izzo



    (H to the izz O, V to the izz A)
    Welcome ladies and gentleman to the 8th wonder of the world
    The flow of the century, always timeless...HOV!
    Thanks for comin' out tonight
    You coulda been anywhere in the world, but you're here with me
    I appreciate that....uh

    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
    Was herbin' 'em in the home of the turbans
    Got it dirt cheap for them, plus if they was short wit cheese I would work wit 'em
    Boy did we? got rid of that dirt for them
    Wasn't born hustler, I was birthin' 'em
    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    Fa sheezy my neezy keep my arm so greasy
    Can't leave rap alone the game needs me
    Haters want me clapped they chrome it ain't easy
    Cops wanna knock me, D-A's wanna box me in
    But somehow I beat them charges like Rocky
    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    Not guilty, Heigel does not feel me
    It's not real to me therefore he doesn't exist
    So poof, vamoos son of a bitch

    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    That's the anthem get ya 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 get ya damn hands up (holla at me)

    I do this for my culture, to let 'em know what a nigga look like
    When a nigga rent a roaster
    Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures
    Industry shady it need to be taken over
    Label owners hate me I'm raisin the status quo up
    I'm over-chargin' niggas for what they did to the cold crush
    Pay us like you owe us for all the years that you hold us
    We could talk but money talks so talk mo' bucks

    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    That's the anthem get ya 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 get ya damn hands up

    Hov is back, life story told through rap
    Niggas actin' like I sold you crack
    Like I told you sell drugs, no Hov did that
    So hopefully you wouldn't have to go through that
    I was raised in the pro-jects roaches and rats
    Smokers out back sellin' they momma's sofa
    Lookouts on the corner, focused on the Ave.
    Ladies in the window focused on the kinfolk
    Me under a lamp post, why I got my hand close?
    Crack's in my arm, watchin the long arm of the law
    So you know I seen it all before
    I seen hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight
    The try and the fail, the two things I hate
    Succeed in 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

    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    Fa shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in V-A
    H to the izz O, V to the izz A
    That's the anthem get ya 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 get ya damn hands up

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