paroles de chanson Ambition of a Rider - Lud Foe
This
my
ambitions
as
a
rider
She
wanna
have
my
baby
she
told
me
to
cum
inside
That
hoe
must
be
crazy
Strapped
up
like
the
Navy
This
a
chopper,
this
ain't
no
380
I
was
born
in
the
'90s
but
they
thought
I
was
born
in
the
'80s
Bitch
I
got
the
down
home
blues,
all
this
blue
cheese
Can't
fit
in
my
jeans,
I'm
surrounded
by
killers
and
thieves
Your
bitch
on
her
knees
now
they
ashy
A
nigga
broke,
he
can't
afford
no
feature
then
don't
ask
me
My
niggas,
grimy,
tuck
your
chain
and
fuck
around
and
snatch
it
Bitch
we
leave
a
dread
head
bald,
chopper
bullets
patch
it
At
your
funeral
can't
see
your
face
because
the
closed
casket
And
I'm
leaving
with
the
whole
mall
like
I
just
got
my
taxes
My
new
car
give
you
the
ugly
face
like
you
eat
sour
patches
We
can't
find
his
ass,
he
was
hiding,
so
we
took
it
out
on
his
rapping
Bitch
on
fleek
like
the
manikin
ban
that
cheap
shit
you
tacky
That
Boy
gon'
fold,
get
in
that
hole,
I
know
he
gon'
panic
I
hit
your
ass
with
these
big
old
45
bullets
You
bleeding,
you
can't
breathe,
trigger
squeeze
Automatic
40s,
I
wish
a
nigga
pull
it
So
I
could
show
him
I'm
not
pussy
Chopper
knock
a
nigga
out
cold
Landed
Micheal
Watson
fight
all
my
battles
bitch
Think
don't
think
I'm
talking
about
no
boxing
Sit
back
and
watch
me
Cause
you
can't
stop
me
Bitch
I'm
the
trending
topic
She
suck
it
sloppy
That
bitch
a
fool,
I
love
the
way
she
top
me
Feeling
like
Rocky,
beat
up
my
trap
cause
I
need
every
profit
So
what
you
need
nigga?
Want
paraphernalia,
come
and
cop
it
Went
to
school
with
the
rocket,
kept
that
bitch
up
in
my
pocket
I
pistol
whip
the
back
of
your
head,
knock
ya
eye
out
the
socket
I'll
knock
your
ass
out
the
picture
nigga
and
I
ain't
have
to
crop
it
Gang,
you
know
we
don't
squash
shit
So
nigga
don't
start
shit
Get
a
brick
of
that
soft,
get
a
QP
of
that
hot
shit
I'm
tryna
be
cool
So
I'm
toting
on
this
Tec
with
the
cooler
kit
Like
Tajj
Gibson
me
and
my
niggas
be
on
that
bullshit
Roll
off
the
hip
I
up
this
bitch
and
hand
you
a
full
clip
Who
wanna
race?
My
car
so
fast
it
might
do
a
full
flip
Got
to
get
to
these
chips,
got
my
own
cheese,
now
I
can
double
dip
I
just
drunk
a
fifth
but
I'm
probably
gon'
take
another
sip
Said
she
wanna
see
me
but
I
probably
link
with
another
bitch
I
just
robbed
that
nigga
on
my
way
to
go
hit
another
lick
He
was
sneak
dissing,
pulled
up
with
choppers,
took
a
fronta
shit
Niggas
yell
out
they
real
but
don't
be
on
no
100
shit
Aye
pussy
niggas
know
we
got
the
heaters
when
we
slide
Pussy
nigga,
you
gon'
fuck
around,
need
Jesus
on
your
side
We
ran
up
in
a
nigga
house
and
his
old
lady
was
inside
Only
reason
we
ain't
flame
it
up,
some
babies
up
inside
I
lose
my
mind
when
I
pop
pills
and
I
get
crazy
up
inside
Thought
he
was
a
hot
nigga
till
I
put
that
laser
on
his
ass
Left
his
ass
in
shock
like
I
used
my
bitch
taser
on
his
ass
I
get
so
high,
get
on
290
and
just
ride
Don't
lose
your
life
over
your
pride
If
you
want
war
with
me
just
go
out
of
town
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
We
beat
your
ass
up
in
the
club
now
we
waiting
outside
You
got
fo
nem
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
throat,
tell
her
swing
my
door
Be
my
maid,
bitch
come
clean
my
house,
bitch
come
sweep
the
floor
Be
my
slave,
he
acting
so
brave,
bullets
hit
his
chest
Leave
a
cage
Selling
so
much
yay,
you
would
think
it
was
back
in
the
day
Give
me
a
6 Trey,
whip
my
wrist
like
it
was
a
slave
You
know
I'm
a
dog,
she
a
dog,
I
bought
her
a
cage
She
won't
leave
me
alone,
stalk
my
phone,
she
watching
my
page
Most
my
niggas
gone,
can't
come
home
cause
they
fighting
the
case
Book
me
for
a
show,
see
my
check,
I
banked
it
with
Chase
She
told
me
she
gay,
fucked
her
and
her
friend
yesterday
But
these
bitches
can't
stay
Open
the
door,
send
'em
away
You
should
be
ashamed,
you
too
old
for
subliminal
games
Robbed
so
many
niggas,
all
I
knew
bout
was
hitting
a
stain
Fuck
this
twitter
beef,
load
up
the
pistols
and
kill
ya
today
If
he
fuck
with
me,
that's
why
he
got
killers
all
in
his
face
You
know
that
I
sell
dope,
that
nigga
broke
on
minimum
wage
This
bitch
call
me
bae,
that's
the
stupid
shit
she
could
say
Get
in
my
lane
and
get
ranned
over
in
my
Chevrolet
26's,
blow
kisses,
Forgiatos,
and
candy
paint
Niggas
diss
on
the
internet
but
see
me
and
turn
they
face
I
just
bought
a
new
chopper,
that's
my
babe
We
on
a
date
These
niggas
last
but
I
came
in
first
place
Didn't
even
race
1 Intro
2 Bout Shit
3 Suicide
4 Killa Season
5 Direct Messages
6 Pretty Penny
7 What's the Issue
8 Two
9 No Hooks
10 Heat
11 Still
12 Concussions (No Hooks)
13 Old Soul
14 Interlude 1
15 Ambition of a Rider
16 Paper
17 3 Mins of Death
18 A Lot of This
19 In and Out
20 Ain't Thinking Bout Her
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