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 dunkin' donut? I ain't came a long way to get So me respect when 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 looking for some real shit Then catch a funkdified batch like
on the map 2Pac is on the big strivin' love a nigga for survivin' I wear alot of old jewels, look how the fools through, ooh
Stop lookin' at me hard your buffer But I'll just buck bigger motha fuckas Turnin men to suckas, niggas wanna start a ruckus Better duck 'cuz I'll be poundin' them motha
They throw their hands up, that's tight Hit 'em my eight, never had shit left, right hit 'em wit' the uppercut, duck quick Shit outta luck, and stuck with that rough shit
Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the Do you hear me Give a holla to my niggas 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 ain't no in it
Peace to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the one Mary J. Blidge, Rock and sure you're late son Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Latifah Too Short, Tony Tone [Incomprehensible]
And the motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called Quest And Jungle Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube House of Pain, funky blunted ass white Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my real
Raw Fusion, all in house Wickeder than most men, 1 and Pooh Man TLC, B rockin', then Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, pumpin' the bass
Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the [Incomprehensible], Richie Young Guns in the house pumpin' the [Incomprehensible]DJ Ditch for behavior
Off the head, my flow Just a couple of motha that I know I'm representin' [Incomprehensible]I'm 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, must contend so on Raised in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad fuckas had so we grab from the stacked 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, your fist if you wit' it Here's your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip
Now they maime me All I wanted to be was a Bang boogy it's stick up now nigga, eat a dick up I'm