Aint Nobody Fakin It

D-Z-U-B-Z

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ima cold piece, and im all fuked up in the dome piece/
in these cold streets, a mark end up dead seein me with no heat/
i put it down for my cats, from the bay to sac/
L MO to the stack, keep it movin on the map/
i got that work, filas all covered in dirt/
u smalltimers can get merked, and ride off in a hearse/
aint nothin worse, than a lightweight not knowin how to step game up/
the very ways i preach are the same ways i came up/
sold a quarter and bought a half, turned the half into ounces/
from O's to P's of coke and trees, now my paper is countless/
it aint a game out here motha fukas, its just called that/
ima giant in this game like the name on my ballcap/
and aint nobody scared-o-ya, out here in the bay area/
pullin out the strap, cockin it back, cause an histeria/
so for those of u thinkin the bay is just stupid and hyphy/
ill put you and whoever want it to sleep unda them white sheets/
 
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