| I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah | |
| You don't wanna fuck with me | |
| Got the police bustin at me | |
| But they can't do nuttin to a G | |
| (Let's get ready to ruuumbllle!!) | |
| Now you know how we do it like a G | |
| What really go on in the mind of a nigga | |
| That get down for theirs | |
| Constantly, money over bitches | |
| I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah | |
| You don't wanna fuck with me | |
| Got the police bustin at me | |
| I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah | |
| Police bustin at me | |
| I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah / Got the police bustin at me | |
| I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah.. | |
| Not bitches over money | |
| Stay on your grind nigga | |
| My ambitions as a ridah! | |
| My ambitions as a ridah! | |
| So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars | |
| This life as a rap star is nothin without heart | |
| Was born rough and rugged, addressin the mad public | |
| My attitude was, "Fuck it," cause motherfuckers love it | |
| To be a soldier, must maintain composure at ease | |
| Though life is complicated, only what you make it to be | |
| Uhh, and my ambitions as a ridah to catch her | |
| While she hot, and horny, go up inside her | |
| Then I spit some game in her ear, "Go to the tele hoe" | |
| Equipped with money and a Benz, cause bitch I'm barely broke | |
| I'm smokin bomb-ass weed feelin crucial | |
| From player to player, the game's tight, the feeling's mutual | |
| From hustlin and prayers, to breakin motherfuckers to pay-up | |
| I got no time for these bitches, cause these hoes tried to play us | |
| I'm on a meal-ticket mission, want a mil', so I'm wishin | |
| Competition got me ripped, on that bullshit they stressin (boo-yaa!) | |
| I'ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it's manditory | |
| No guts no glory my nigga bitch got the game distorted | |
| Now it's on and it's on because I said so | |
| Can't trust a bitch in the bidness so I got with Death Row | |
| Now these money hungry bitches gettin suspicious | |
| Started plottin and plannin on schemes, to come and trick us | |
| But Thug niggaz be on point and game tight (yeah) | |
| Me, Syke and Bogart, wrap it up the same night | |
| Got problems then handle it, motherfuckers see me | |
| These niggaz is jealous cause deep in they heart they wanna be me | |
| Uhh, yeah, and now ya got me right beside ya | |
| Hopin you listen I catch you payin attention | |
| To my amibitions as a ridah | |
| [singing] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah | |
| You don't wanna fuck with me | |
| [singing] My ambitions as a ridah | |
| [singing] Got the police bustin at me | |
| But they can't do nuttin to a G | |
| [Tupac] | |
| (I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah) | |
| Peep it.. it was my only wish to rise | |
| Above these jealous coward mutherfuckers I despise | |
| When it's time to ride, I was the first off this side, give me the nine | |
| I'm ready to die right here tonight, and motherfuck they life (yeah nigga!) | |
| That's what they screamin as they drill me, but I'm hard to kill | |
| So open fire, I see you kill me (that's all you niggaz got?) witness my steel | |
| Spittin at adversaries envious and after me | |
| I'd rather die before they capture me, watch me bleed | |
| Mama come rescue me I'm suicidal thinkin thoughts | |
| I'm innocent, so there'll be bullets flyin when I'm caught | |
| (Shoot!) Fuck doin jail time, better day, sacrifice | |
| Won't get a chance to do me like they did my nigga Tyson | |
| Thuggin for life and if you right then nigga die for it | |
| Let them other brothers try, at least you tried for it | |
| When it's time to die to be a man you pick the way you leave | |
| Fuck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Tupac] | |
| My murderous lyrics equipped with spirits of the Thugs before me | |
| Pay off the block evade the cops cause I know they comin for me | |
| I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years | |
| Now I'm back my adversaries been reduced to tears | |
| Question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleeds | |
| Niggaz'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed | |
| Blast me but they didn't finish, (buck buck buck buck buck) | |
| Didn't diminish my powers | |
| So now I'm back to be a motherfuckin menace, they cowards | |
| That's why they tried to set me up | |
| Had bitch-ass niggaz on my team, so indeed, they wet me up | |
| But I'm back reincarnated, incarcerated | |
| At the time I contemplate the way that God made it | |
| Lace em with lyrics that's legendary, musical mercenary | |
| For money, I'll have these motherfuckers buried (I been) | |
| Gettin much mail in jail, niggaz tellin me to kill it | |
| Knowin when I get out, they gon' feel it | |
| Witness the realest, a whoridah when I put the shit inside | |
| The cry from all your people when they find her | |
| Just remind ya, my history'll prove I been it | |
| Revenge on them niggaz that played me, | |
| And all the cowards that was down widdit | |
| Now it's yo' nigga right beside ya | |
| Hopin you listenin, catch you payin attention | |
| To my ambitions as a ridah | |
| [Chorus 2.5X] |
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