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yungeen ace - ambitionz of jax lyrics

[intro]
yeah, they gon’ be mad ’bout this sh+t (f+ck ’em, f+ck ’em)
ayy, f+ck 12, they can’t stop this sh+t, i ain’t gon’ lie to you (f+ck ’em, nah, f+ck 12)
yeah, ayy, ayy (get down, lay down, b+tch)

[verse]
12 ringin’, say they need me move out this b+tch
it ain’t no secret to it, they know i run that b+tch
body after body, they can’t solve this sh+t (can’t solve this sh+t)
n+ggas doin’ all that talkin’, but they can’t duck that switch (can’t duck)
opps can’t post on that block, i’m on the way, we slidin’ through that sh+t (skrrt)
trollin’, laughin’ at the grave, know n+ggas who died for that sh+t (died for that sh+t)
bullets drippin’ through that car, can’t miss with that 5.56
12 broadcastin’ us, they want this fame from this sh+t (okay)
try not to entertain this sh+t, they label me dangerous
n+gga died for playin’ with this, so i put that fire on a b+tch (baow)
f+ck a p+ssy n+gga, b+tch, who shot you? me (me)
f+ck you p+ssy n+gga, if i want you dead you decеased
got some k!llers itchin’ for a body, war rеady for beef (come on)
that’s me creepin’ on your block with my iron on feet (where you goin’?)
f+ck n+gga got caught slippin’, left his brains in the streets (baow)
i’m richer than a g, that’s why he got it off of me (alright)
n+ggas snitchin’, n+ggas b+tchin’, they can’t protect you from me
how the f+ck that you a gangster? you in protected custody
opps and 12 work together ’cause they can’t f+ck with me
n+gga, i can’t be stopped
a n+gga died from this glock, a n+gga died from this chop
when the f+ck this murder gon’ stop?
f+ck a p+ssy n+gga, b+tch, who shot you? me (me)
f+ck the feds, i’m innocent, you comin’ for me (for me)
i ain’t been there in years and they still targetin’ me
when i got shot inside the car police laughin’ at me (alright)
anythin’ i say in my songs they try to put a charge on me
f+ck y’all, i made history, i am the streets (i am)
[outro]
i can’t move without my gun (my gun), got n+ggas tryna k!ll me (k!ll me)
the streets left my heart so cold, i keep runnin’ back to the streets
i can’t move without my gun (my gun), got n+ggas tryna k!ll me (k!ll me)
the streets left my heart so cold, i keep runnin’ back to the streets
i can’t move without my gun (my gun), got n+ggas tryna k!ll me (tryna k!ll me)
the streets left my heart so cold, i keep runnin’ back to the streets

- yungeen ace lyrics

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