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westside soulja - ambition lyrics

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i’m from the mother-f-cking trenches
ima soulja
i swear i’ll take a n-ggas life i thought i told you!
you ain’t safe up in this game
if you reaching the fame
turn a little insane
crack a skull
expose a brain

i’m trying to see if you got a piece of intelligence
i’m trying to see if your knowledge got some relevance

cold weather don’t effect this heat
put you six feet deep
top layer of concrete

i’m that n-gga that’ll have you come back blasting
bag grasping
with your girls -ss cheeks and they clapping

real battles with my foes
never over hoes
there’s no control
with what i can do to make you fold

how can a n-gga have a cold -ss heart

with a straight face and a talent spark

i’m a real g with a goal in mind

ain’t gone catch me wasting time

ima real -ss soulja

from them mother-f-cking trenches like i mother-f-cking told you

will these words ever hold you
will these words ever hold you

straight g-ssing leaving your b-tch mitch
matching
oh i’m cl-ssic
got her mouth wide open she jur-ssic oh
ain’t no mercy
i’m initiating controversy

dedication to my momma i respect that lady

i’m a real -ss n-gga what you n-ggas know
real n-ggas never quit or ever hit that floor

if they do hit that floor they gone back on they toes
and if you knock a n-gga down we knocking at your door

game time prime time
it’s the f-cking time

can’t hold a n-gga back from blowing up and trying to shine

ambition witavision
and i got intentions
i’m a n-gga wishing for them better days
not knowing pain and getting paid

f-ck what you say i’m a n-gga on the way
i’m a n-gga getting paid
always got something to say
this is what i do day to day
respect the plays
if you tripping hate the game

how can a n-gga have a cold -ss heart

with a straight face and a talent spark

i’m a real g with a goal in mind

ain’t gone catch me wasting time

ima real -ss soulja

from them mother-f-cking trenches like i mother-f-cking told you

will these words ever hold you
will these words ever hold you

smick smack you can get your -ss b-tch slapped

the homies take your hoe
you’ll never get your b-tch back

sl!ck slack where them mother-f-ckin tricks at
i’m trying to be a pimp
i’m trying to make some rick racks

a damaged soul
can never hold your own
calling back up on the phone
n-gga you ain’t going home

trying to walk into the light
ain’t gone try to stay to fight
p-ssy -ss mother-f-cker
turn a b-tch into a god d-mn dike

never snitch
never quit

im a real -ss n-gga ask ya mother-f-cking b-tch

i’m the type to pipe her her down
have her asking for a crown
leave her laying on my couch

real n-gga no doubt

going broke ain’t a joke
what the f-ck is hope

trying to make to the top
without selling dope

true trojan on the ground
real soulja strike you down
what the f-ck is that sound?
ambition all around!

miscommunication is not the f-cking goal
i ain’t trying to take a soul
i’m trying to buy a home

i’m just trying to live my life
dodging struggles and the strife

still rocking westside till i mother-f-cking die!

how can a n-gga have a cold -ss heart

with a straight face and a talent spark

i’m a real g with a goal in mind

ain’t gone catch me wasting time

ima real -ss soulja

from them mother-f-cking trenches like i mother-f-cking told you

will these words ever hold you
will these words ever hold you

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