2Pac feat. Jay Z, Lil Wayne, Nas & Biggie Ambitionz Lyrics

[Verse 1] Jay-Z
Yeah
So what if you flip a couple words
I could triple that in birds
open your mind you see the circus in the sky
I'm Ringling brothers Barnum and Bailey with the pies
No matter how you slice it I'm your m_________ing guy
Just like a B-Boy with 360 waves
Do the same with the pot, still come back beige.
Whether writers are par, whether powder the jar
Whip it around, it still comes back hard.
So easily do I w-h-i-p
My repetition with wrists will bring you kilo biggers.
I got creole C.O. b____es for my n____s who slipped, became prisoners
Trees taped to the visitors
You already know what the business is
Unnecessary commissary, boy we live this s___
n____s wanna bring the 80s back
It's OK with me, that's where they made me at
Except I don't write on the wall
I write my name in the history books, hustling in the hall (hustling in the hall)
Nah, I don't spin on my head
I spin work in the pots so I can spend my bread

[Verse 2] Lil' Wayne
YEA!
Money money money get a dollar and a d___
Weezy Baby that crack, m____fucka get a fix
Got money out the a__, no h___ but I'm rich
Bout to go get surgery and put some diamonds on my wrist YES
Yep, I'm a m____fucking trip
I'ma trip to j__an and buy some brand new s___
Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you talking 'bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
And the women say d___, them n____s don't say a d___ thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
Young tune, yea that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cross, trying keep the reaper off me
I drink a lotta syrup, b____es say I'm sleep walkin
Big money for the grill, so I'm never cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
Like f___ another n____, n____ just don't be da target
Young New Orleans n____, n____ just don't be r_____ed
We done lost everything and you looking like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink, purple heart sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game no arguing
And I don't ever write, pause
Un-pause this, so keep ya b____ a__ lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com b____ log in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in

[Verse 3] Nas
Success, McLaren, women staring
My villain appearance sacred blood of a king
and my vein ain't spilling
Ghetto Othello, Sugar Hill Romello
Camaro driven, I climax from paper
and ask why is life worth living?
Is it to hunt for the s___ that you want?
To receive's great, but I l___ giving
The best jewelers wanna make my things
I make Jacob s___ on the range just to make me a chain
n____s mention the one love
Came home with the paper in hand
They gotta brag about the FEDS young man
Old cribs I sold, y'all drive by like monuments
Google Earth Nas, I got flats in other continents
Worst enemies wanna be my best friends
Best friends wanna be enemies like Daz was in
But I don't give a f___ walk inside the lions den
Take everybody's chips, about to cash them in
Up your catalog dawg, mine's worth to much
Like Mike Jacks ATV part, Mottola can't touch
Let this b____ breathe

[Verse 4] Biggie
I make your mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
When I release, you loose teeth like Little Cease
n____ please
Blood floods your dungarees
And that's just a half of my warpath
Laugh now cry later, I rhyme greater
than the average player hater, and spectators
Buy my CD twice
They see me in the streets they be like you he nice
But that's on the low doe'
be the cats with no dough, tried to play me at my show
I pull out 4-4's, and go up in they clothes
Short-change n____s
snort-cane n____s
extortion came quicker
Bought the Range' n____
You still tickle me
I used to be as strong as ripple, till Little Cease crippled me
Now I play hard-like my girls nipples be
The games sour like like a pickle be
You all know the rules
Move from BK to New Jerus
Thinking 'bout, all the planes we flew
b____es, we ran through
Now the years new
I lay my game flat
I want my spot back, take two
m_________ers mad 'cause I blew, n____s envious
Too many n____s on my d___, s___'s strenuous
When my men bust, you just move wit such stamina
Slugs missed you
I ain't mad at you (we ain't mad at you)
Blood rushing, concussions, ain't nothing
Catch cases, come out fronting
Smoking something
Sipping White Russians, b____ in the Benz b__ping
I laced it wit the basic
6 TV's, a system, knocking Mase s___, face it
We hard to hit
Guard your s___, for I stick you, for your re-up
Wipe the "P"
Mix shots, "work your seat up"
Go in the ashtray, spark the weed up
LONG KISS

[Verse 5] 2pac
For money, I'll have these m_________ers buried (I been)
gettin much mail in jail, n____z tellin me to kill it
Knowin when I get out, they gon' feel it
Witness the realest, a whoridah when I put the s___ inside
the cry from all your people when they find her
Just remind ya, my history'll prove I been it
Revenge on them n____z that played me,
and all the cowards that was down widdit
Now it's yo' n____ right beside ya
Hopin you listenin, catch you payin attention
to my ambitions as a ridah

I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
You don't wanna f___ with me
Got the police bustin at me
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah
Police bustin at me
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah / Got the police bustin at me
I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah..