Luyện nghe bài hát Representin' 93

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 up, hold up
How ya gonna play me like a dunkin' donut?
I ain't came a long way to get
So give me respect when I get wreck or get mothafuckin' chimp check

Once again, it's your outta Oakland.
Hoping I the shit to get ya open
Say your looking for some real
catch a funkdified batch like that

on the map
2Pac is on the big screen
Gotta love a nigga for
I wear alot of old jewels, look how the fools through, ooh

Stop lookin' at me hard your buffer
But just buck then bigger motha fuckas
men to suckas, niggas wanna start a little ruckus
Better duck 'cuz I'll be them motha fuckas

They throw their hands up, that's tight
Hit 'em my eight, never had shit left, right
Then hit 'em the uppercut, duck quick
Shit luck, fucked and stuck with that rough shit

a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio
Do you hear me Give a holla to my niggas in the pen
And my murderous parteners wit' Mac 10's
I represent the 'cuz 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 ain't no in it

Peace to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the one
Mary J. Blidge, Pete Rock and sure you're son
D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah
Too Short, Tony Toni Tone

And the Special fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called Quest
And Jungle Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube
of Pain, funky blunted ass white dudes
Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Underground, my real 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

Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the
[Incomprehensible], Rich
Young Guns in the house pumpin' the
Ditch for their behavior

Off the head, my freestyle
Just a couple of motha fuckas that I
I'm strictly
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, 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 grab from the motha fuckas

Now they me, the homies
Raised by some crazed ass well payed OG's, ah
Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the wheel as I out, catch 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 shoe fits, kick it
It's for the gifted, pump fist if you wit' it
your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit

Now they maime me
All I wanted to be was a
Bang bang boogy stick up
Quit now nigga, eat a up
I'm