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   but when i leave the house, i dont leave the clip   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