Mistah FAB - Get This Together lyrics

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Chorus:

So i guess, we all in this shit together

Ima mess, i gotta get my shit together

Im from the west, so ima put this shit together,

from the bay to L.A. lets get this cheddar

Where all my g's? Lemme see you blast

My bloods and my c's tell me where you at

My pimps and my thugs that be gettin cash

them hyphy lil niggas that be on the ave

Verse 1:

I came in the game I aint ask for no favors

I hustled for my status went hard to get my paper

This year im in the benz, last year it was a scraper

Im laughing cuz its funny how times quick to change up

Damn boy i came up like findin some money

Thank got for this rap, i aint grindin fr money

Never will forget, gotta keep my mind on my money

All chicks break bread, i aint dinein ya honey

The streets know my name even better man they know my face

Gettin money like im mitch but really man im like ace

ALways on my toes, doe ima chase

I gotta lot of hoes, so the hoes ima lace (Move Shawty)

Aint no time to be standin still

The game dont wait you think time standin still

If i cant beat u up i know these cannons will

knock u out ya shoes really leave ya standin still

Chorus:

So i guess, we all in this shit together

Ima mess, i gotta get my shit together

Im from the west, so ima put this shit together,

from the bay to L.A. lets get this cheddar

Where all my g's? Lemme see you blast

My bloods and my c's tell me where you at

My pimps and my thugs that be gettin cash

them hyphy lil niggas that be on the ave

Verse 2:

No im not a gangsta but no I'm not a hoe

my momma aint a ho

my daddy wasnt a ho

my brother aint a ho, dont try to play me like a ho

The folks in the streets show me love everywhere i go

The blocks and the turfs and the motorcycle thugs

The kids in the streets wanna ride the yellow bus

A few niggas hatin but i don even trip

My boys in the east go dumb for fabby

and all the og's say go lil daddy

My westside niggas will bust a head for me

and all my north pole homies gettin bread with me

and if u ever need me homie youll get bread for me

Until my homies in the sates and the feds is free

Ima keep rappin hard till im dead deceased

Man my daddy was a pimp and my momma dad's a g

Chorus:

So i guess, we all in this shit together

Ima mess, i gotta get my shit together

Im from the west, so ima put this shit together,

from the bay to L.A. lets get this cheddar

Where all my g's? Lemme see you blast

My bloods and my c's tell me where you at

My pimps and my thugs that be gettin cash

them hyphy lil niggas that be on the ave

Verse 3:

Time after time i done said ima blow

Sometimes i want to grind on the block with the snow

But in my mind i knew i was like 'pac with the flow

and god gave me signs i aint stop with my flow

so stuck to my raps like stamps to a letter

i started of cool, over the years got better

was just a battle rapper til ya boy got fed up

started writin songs now ya boy got chedda

Thizzin for ever and thizz gettin better

million pills in dre casket he'll be thizzin for ever

Cuttyness for u see what we steppin out of

European autos, Middle eastern autos

every song on the radio played got us

and every mag in the usa we got writeups

Billboard status trill too on fire

and thizz what it is until the moment i retire

Chorus: (2x)

So i guess, we all in this shit together

Ima mess, i gotta get my shit together

Im from the west, so ima put this shit together,

from the bay to L.A. lets get this cheddar

Where all my g's? Lemme see you blast

My bloods and my c's tell me where you at

My pimps and my thugs that be gettin cash

them hyphy lil niggas that be on the ave