I got a head, but no screws in it I got a head, but ain't no in it I got a head, but no screws in it
Roll up and get up, hold up How ya gonna play me like a sunkin' donut? I ain't came a long way to get So give me respect when I get or get your mothafuckin' chimp check
Once again, it's your outta Oakland. Hoping I the shit to get ya open Say your looking for some real Then catch a funkdified batch like
on the map 2Pac is on the big screen Gotta love a nigga for I alot of old schools jewels, look how the fools through, ooh
Stop lookin' at me hard your buffer But I'll buck then bigger motha fuckas Turnin men to suckas, wanna start a little ruckus Better duck 'cuz I'll be them motha fuckas
They wanna throw their hands up, that's Hit 'em my eight, never had shit left, right Then hit 'em the uppercut, duck quick Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck with that shit
a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio Do you hear me though? Give a holla to my in the pen And my murderous parteners wit' their Mac I represent the real I'm ill, G Glock cocked and then kill me I'm
I got a head, but ain't no in it I got a head, but no screws in it
to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the great one Mary J. Blidge, Pete and sure you're late son Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen Too Short, Tony Tone [Incomprehensible]
And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Quest And Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube House of Pain, blunted ass white dudes Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Underground, my real niggas
Raw Fusion, all in house than most men, Spice 1 and Pooh Man TLC, B rockin', then Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, pumpin' the bass
Heads, Poonannynans, the Click [Incomprehensible], Rich Young Guns in the house the flava [Incomprehensible]DJ Ditch for behavior
Off the head, my freestyle Just a couple of motha that I know I'm representin' strictly representin'--2:30 1 motha fucka, 2 motha fucka, 3 fuckas Damn, who did I
But ain't no in it
I'm a soulja, daddy was a Strong in the struggle, contend so it's on Raised in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad motha Never had so we grab from the stacked fuckas
Now know me, the homies Raised by some crazed ass well payed OG's, ah Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the wheel as I peel out, a cop's tail Rock shells hit, a fist so they know to make a hit
Can I it? I may get wicked as I rip it To get specific, If the fits, then kick it It's for the gifted, pump your if you wit' it Here's ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit
Now wanna maime me All I to be was a soulja bang boogy it's stick up Quit now nigga, eat a up I'm