Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ambitionz Az A Ridah , by - 2Pac. Release date: 12.02.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ambitionz Az A Ridah |
| 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 nothin' to a G |
| Let’s get ready to rumble! |
| 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 |
| 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 guard |
| Was born rough and rugged, addressin' the mass public (Hahaha) |
| 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 |
| (And) Uh, and my ambitions as a ridah (Excuse me, baby) |
| To catch her while she hot and horny, go up inside her (Got ya) |
| Then I spit some game in her ear, «Go to the telly, ho!» |
| Equipped with money in a Benz 'cause, bitch, I’m barely broke (Hahaha) |
| 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 us |
| I got no time for these bitches (Hell no,) 'cause these hoes tried to play us |
| I’m on a meal ticket mission, want a mil' so I’m wishin' |
| Competition got me blitzed on that bullshit they stressin' (Booyah) |
| I’ma rhyme though, clown hoes like it’s mandatory |
| No guts, no glory, my nigga, bitch got the game distorted |
| Now it’s on and it’s on because I said so (Haha) |
| Can’t trust a bitch in the business so I got with Death Row (Yeah) |
| Now these money-hungry bitches gettin' suspicious |
| Started plottin' and plannin' on a scheme to come and trick us (Haha) |
| But thug niggas be on point and game tight (Yeah) |
| Me, Syke and Bogart are strapped up the same night |
| Got problems, then handle it, motherfuckers see me |
| These niggas is jealous, 'cause deep in they hearts they wanna be me |
| Uh, yeah (Haha,) and now you got me right beside ya |
| Hopin' you listen, I catch you payin' attention |
| To my ambitions as a ridah |
| I won’t deny it, I’m a straight ridah |
| You don’t wanna fuck with me (My ambitions as a ridah) |
| Got the police bustin' at me |
| But they can’t do nothin' to a G |
| (I won’t deny it, I’m a straight ridah) |
| It was my only wish to rise above these jealous |
| Coward motherfuckers I despise, when it’s time to ride |
| I was the first to hop inside (Let's go, nigga, let’s go,) give me the .9 |
| 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, witness my steel (That's all you niggas got? |
| Hahaha) |
| Spittin' at adversaries, envious and after me |
| I’d rather die before they capture me, watch me bleed |
| Mama (Dear 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 bustas try, at least you tried for it (Hahaha) |
| When it’s time to die, then be a man and pick the way you leave (Yeah, nigga) |
| Fuck peace and the police, my ambitions as a ridah |
| I won’t deny it, I’m a straight ridah |
| You don’t wanna fuck with me (My ambitions as a ridah) |
| Got the police bustin' at me |
| But they can’t do nothin' to a G |
| My murderous lyrics, equipped with spirits of the thugs before me |
| Stay off the block, evade the cops 'cause I know they comin' for me |
| I been hesitant to reappear, been away for years (I'm back, baby) |
| Now I’m back, my adversaries been reduced to tears |
| Question my methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleed |
| Niggas’ll feel the fire of my mother’s corrupted seed |
| (Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck) Blast me but they didn’t finish, didn’t diminish |
| My powers, so now I’m back to be a motherfuckin' menace (Them niggas cowards) |
| They cowards, that’s why they tried to set me up |
| Had bitch-ass niggas (Bitch-ass niggas) on my team so indeed they wet me up |
| (Punk niggas) |
| 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, niggas tellin' me to kill it (Hahaha) |
| Knowin' when I get out they gon' feel it (Yeah, right) |
| Witness the realest, a who-ridah when I put the shit inside |
| The cries from all your people when they find her, must remind ya |
| (Thug life) My history’ll prove I been it |
| Revenge on them niggas that played me and all the cowards that was down wit' it |
| Now it’s your nigga right beside ya |
| Hopin' you listen, got you payin' attention to my ambitions |
| As a ridah |
| I won’t deny it, I’m a straight ridah |
| You don’t wanna fuck with me |
| (My ambitions as a ridah) |
| Got the police bustin' at me |
| But they can’t do nothin' to a G |
| 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 nothin' to a G |
| I won’t deny it, I’m a straight ridah |
| You don’t wanna fuck with me |