[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 [2Pac] 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" 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 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
Chorus: 2Pac
[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