Ambition of a Rider Chords by Lud Foe

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I got the 90's shit, so you know I'm rockin'
Nigga, let's go put you down, you bitch
Your guns, don't get your phones up
You on that off shit, get my [B] shit up
_ I seen it cry, but we gon' ride on them never
We gon' ride, we gon' ride on them never
We [Ebm] gon' slide on those never
Bitch, my ambitions is a ride
She wanna have my baby, she told me to come inside her
That hoe must be crazy, strapped up like that Navy
The chopper, this ain't no 380
I was born in the 90's, but they thought I was born in the 80's
Bitch, I got the down home blues, all this blue cheese
Can't fit on my jeans, I'm surrounded by killers and thieves
Your bitch on her knees, now they askin'
That nigga broke, he can't afford no feature, then don't ask me
My niggas climb, he tuck your chain and fuck around and snatch
Bitch, we leave a dread [B] head bald, chop a bullet's patch
Next to a funeral, can't see your face because the clothes cascading
I'm leavin' with the whole mall, like I just got [Ebm] my taxes
My new car give you the ugly face like you eat sour patch
We can't find the [B] Xansi, what's happening?
So we take it out on his rap
Like that manic, man, that cheap shit too tacky
That boy gon' fall, get in that hole, I know he [Ebm] gon' panic
I hit your ass with these big old .45
bullets
You bleeding, you can't breathe, trigger squeeze
Automatic fullers, I wish that nigga pull it
So I can show him I'm not pussy
Chopper knock a nigga out cold
Name that Michael Watson, fight all my battles
Bring something that I'm talking about, no boxes
Sit back and watch me, cause you can't stop me
Bitch on the trend, they top it, she suck it, flop it
That bitch a fool, I love the way she top me
Feeling like rocket, beat up my truck cause I need every profit
So what you need [B] nigga, well Pelfinella, you come and cop it
Went to school with that rocket, I kept that bitch up in my pocket
Pistol with the back of your head, knock your ass at the socket
I knock your ass at the picture, nigga, and I ain't have to crop it
Gang, you know we don't fraud shit, so nigga don't start shit
Get a brick out that soft, get a QP out that hard shit
I'm tryna be cool, so I'm toting on the tape with the cooler kit
Like Todd Gibson, me and my niggas be on that [Ebm] bullshit
Roll off the hip hop, this bitch will hand you a four flip
Who wanna race, my car so fast it might do a four flip
I can get to these chips, got my own cheese, now I can double dip
I just drunk a flip, but I'm probably gon' take another sip
Say she wanna see me, but I'm probably linked with another bitch
I just robbed that nigga on my way to go hit another lip
He was sneak dancing, pulled up with choppers, took a front to shit
Niggas yell I'm fake real, but don't be on no 100 shit
[B] Pussy niggas know we got them heaters when we slap
Pussy nigga, you gon' fuck around, need Jesus on your side
We ran up in that nigga house and his old lady wasn't sad
Only reason we ain't flame it up, seen babies up inside
I lose my man when I pop pills and I get crazy up inside
Thought he was a hot nigga till I [Ebm] put that laser on his ass
That bitch ass is shocked, [B] like I used my bitch taser on his ass
I get so hot, get [Ebm] on 290 and just ride
Don't lose your life over your pride
If you want war with me, just go out of town or if you gon' hide
Look him in his eyes, that nigga had cried before he died
You better go and buy you a pistol nigga before you try
Niggas say they with you, but hesitate when it's time to slide
Them niggas get quiet, make me mad, I bring out my mask
And get on your ass, this bitch fast, I'm hitting the gas
My engine in the ass, if you beat your ass
Sip in the club, now we waiting outside
You got four of them on your ass, boy your ass better not come outside
Pockets swole, shit can't even fold, my shit overload
Fucking hoes, tell her try my dope, tell her swing my dope
Be my maid, bitch come claim my house, bitch come sweep the [B] floor
Be my slave, he acting [Ebm] so brave, bullets hit his chest
Leave a case, selling so much yay, you would think you was [B] back in the day
Give me a six trade, put my wrist like it was a slave
You know [Ebm] I'm a dog, she a dog, I bought her a case
She won't leave me alone, stop my phone, she watching my page
Once my niggas gone, can't come home, cause they fighting the case
Book me foreign shows, send my check, I bank it with Chase
She told me she gay, fucked her and her friend yesterday
But these bitches can't stay, open the door, send them away
You should be ashamed, you too old for subliminal games
Robbed so many niggas, all I knew bout was head and a stain
Fuck his Twitter beef, load up the pencils and kill you today
He fuck with me, that's why he got killers all in his face
You know that I sell toast, that nigga broke on minimum wage
This bitch call me Bae, that's the stupidest shit she could say
Get in my lane, and get ran over in [B] my Chevrolet
[Ebm] 26's, blue kisses, Guardianos, and candy paint
Niggas disowned her and they never see me and turn they face
I just bought a new chopper, that's my pay, [B] we on a date
These niggas [Ebm] last, but I came in first place, didn't even race _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Last year, I screwed them, so I rocked them
_ Now I [B] should get watched, _ the gang's sittin' in them _ _
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