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