I got a head, but ain't no in it I got a head, but no screws in it I got a head, but no screws in it
up and get swoll up, hold up How ya gonna play me like a sunkin' dunkin' I ain't a long way to get checked So me respect when I get wreck or get your mothafuckin' chimp check
Once again, it's your outta Oakland. Hoping I rock the to get ya open Say your for some real shit Then catch a funkdified batch like
on the map 2Pac is on the big strivin' Gotta love a for survivin' I wear alot of old schools jewels, how the fools through, ooh
Stop lookin' at me hard 'cuz buffer But I'll buck then bigger motha fuckas Turnin men to suckas, wanna start a little ruckus duck 'cuz I'll be poundin' them motha fuckas
They wanna throw their hands up, that's Hit 'em my eight, never had shit left, right Then hit 'em wit' the uppercut, duck Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck with that rough
Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the Do you hear me though? Give a holla to my in the pen And my murderous parteners their Mac 10's I represent the real I'm ill, G cocked and then they 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, Rock and sure you're late son D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah Too Short, Tony Toni Tone
And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called And Jungle Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice House of Pain, funky ass white dudes Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my niggas
Raw Fusion, all in house Wickeder than men, Spice 1 and Pooh Man TLC, Eric B rockin', then Stretch, Mad K-Low, pumpin' the bass
Heads, Poonannynans, the Click [Incomprehensible], Rich Young Guns in the house the flava [Incomprehensible]DJ for their behavior
Off the head, my freestyle Just a of motha fuckas that I know I'm representin' strictly representin'--2:30 1 motha fucka, 2 fucka, 3 motha fuckas Damn, who did I
But ain't no in it
I'm a soulja, was a soulja Strong in the struggle, must contend so on Raised in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad fuckas Never had so we grab from the stacked motha
Now know me, the homies Raised by some crazed ass well OG's, ah shit Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the wheel as I peel out, a cop's tail shells hit, raise a fist so they know to make a hit
Can I flip it? I may get as I rip it To get specific, If the shoe fits, kick it for the gifted, pump your fist if you wit' it Here's ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit
Now they wanna me All I to be was a soulja bang boogy it's stick up Quit now nigga, eat a up I'm