I got a head, but no screws in it I got a head, but no screws in it I got a head, but ain't no in it
Roll up and get swoll up, up How ya gonna play me like a dunkin' donut? I came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get wreck or get your mothafuckin' check
Once again, it's your friend Oakland. Hoping I the shit to get ya open Say your looking for some shit Then a funkdified batch like that
on the map 2Pac is on the big screen Gotta love a for survivin' I wear alot of old schools jewels, how the fools through, ooh
Stop lookin' at me hard 'cuz your But I'll just then bigger motha fuckas Turnin men to suckas, wanna start a little ruckus Better 'cuz I'll be poundin' them motha fuckas
They wanna their hands up, that's tight Hit 'em wit' my eight, never had left, right Then hit 'em the uppercut, duck quick Shit outta luck, fucked and with that rough shit
Fuck a pop song, fuck video, Arsenio, fuck the radio Do you hear me though? Give a holla to my in the pen And my murderous wit' their Mac 10's I represent the real I'm ill, G Glock and then they kill me I'm
I got a head, but no screws in it I got a head, but ain't no in it
Peace to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the one Mary J. Blidge, Pete Rock and sure late son Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen Too Short, Toni Tone [Incomprehensible]
And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Called Quest And Jungle Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice of Pain, funky blunted ass white dudes Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my niggas
Raw Fusion, all in house Wickeder most men, Spice 1 and Pooh Man TLC, B rockin', then Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, the scars bass
Heads, Poonannynans, the Click [Incomprehensible], Richie Young Guns in the house the flava [Incomprehensible]DJ Ditch for their
Off the head, my flow Just a couple of motha that I know I'm representin' [Incomprehensible]I'm strictly 1 motha fucka, 2 motha fucka, 3 motha Damn, who did I
But no screws in it
I'm a soulja, was a soulja in the struggle, must contend so it's on Raised in a house of bad motha fuckas, mad motha fuckas Never had so we from the stacked motha fuckas
Now they me, the homies Raised by some crazed ass well OG's, ah shit Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the as I peel out, catch a cop's tail Rock shells hit, raise a fist so they know to a hit
Can I flip it? I may get as I rip it To get specific, If the fits, then kick it It's for the gifted, pump your fist if you it Here's your to see Mr. Wicked rip shit
Now wanna maime me All I wanted to be was a Bang bang it's stick up Quit now nigga, eat a up I'm