[singsong] I won't

deny it, I'ma 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)

[speaking] Now you know how we do it like a G

What really go on in the mind of a nigga

[singsong] Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

[speaking] that get down for theirs

I constantly choose money over bitches

[singsong] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah

You don't wanna fuck with me

[speaking] Stay on your grind nigga

[singsong] Got the police bustin at me

But they can't do nuttin to a G

[speaking] My ambitions as a ridah

[singsong] I won't deny it, I'ma straight ridah

You don't wanna fuck with me

[speaking] My amibitions as a ridah

[singsong] Got the police bustin at me...



Verse One: 2Pac

So many battlefield scars while driven in plush cars

Cause life as a rap star is nothin without heart

Was born ruff 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 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'

You put what money in 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 them bread, to breakin motherfuckers to payin

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 bu