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mistah f.a.b. - done it all lyrics

[chorus: boosie badazz & tajma]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]

[verse 1: boosie badazz]
running ducking the law, brick after brick
fighting crazy baby mamas, b+tch after b+tch
late night selling that white, know what i’m talking ’bout?
in a hospital fighting for my life, know what i’m talking ’bout?
grew up a screw up, ask the police why they do us [?]
beefing with n+ggas out [?]
[?] people dragging my name through the mud
n+ggas running through hoes, [?] i done done seen it all
[?] n+ggas [?]
selling them onions, gambling my baby pamper money
putting n+ggas to rest, had to shake them haters off me
rapping for years without no checks, woke up and smelled the coffee
making kids when i was just a kid, i grew up fast
ducking bullits, p+ssy n+ggas was tryna bust my ass
fighting charges, ducking feds, n+ggas [?] me
beefing with family, [?]
[chorus: boosie badazz & tajma]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]

[verse 2: mistah f.a.b.]
man, i done done it all in this indostry
the ins and the outs, if you real, [?] what i’m talking ’bout
been on labels with dope boys, that said f+ck rap
man, i’m tryna push this music, man, they tryna pump crack
put my own cd out, low budget, like man, f+ck it
couldn’t get that ho out, couldn’t pay a n+gga to ove it
then i signed to a label, with money but can’t push it
first album ain’t do nothing, probably threw it in the bushes
then i signed to a label, my ceo died
still cairey it on my back, it’s hard, but i survive
songs on the radio, to none at all
i admit i said some sh+t that got me banned, my fault
then i signed to a major, finally got my shot
three years later, they like “when you gon’ drop?”
i read the blog sites, they saying i ain’t hot
i’m scared to drop, ’cause if i flop, i’m going right back to the block
[chorus: boosie badazz & tajma]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]

[verse 3: yo gotti]
[?]
[?] sh+t, [?] what you wouldn’t believe
my daddy a drug dealer, my mama a hustler too
and they are my role models, so what you think i’ma do?
the heart of a real n+gga, the talent to be the best
the indostry fake as f+ck, so i’d rather hang in the [?]
i’m counting my own money, signing my own checks
ceo of my own label, i manage my own sh+t
i’m shooting my own guns, sold my own work
they say practice makes perfect, so i be doing my homework
i studdied this rap sh+t, i traveled the world twice
i do it for hood n+ggas, promoting this thug life
[chorus: boosie badazz & tajma]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]
i done done it all
[?] in these streets
gotta hustle, gotta [?] this indostry
i done done it all
[?] looking out for me
[?]

- mistah f a b lyrics

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