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ambitionz of jax - yungeen ace 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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