I got a head, but ain't no in it I got a head, but no screws in it I got a head, but ain't no in it
up and get swoll up, hold up How ya gonna play me like a sunkin' dunkin' I ain't came a 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 looking for some shit Then catch a batch like that
on the map 2Pac is on the big screen 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 then motha fuckas Turnin men to suckas, niggas start a little ruckus Better duck 'cuz I'll be poundin' motha fuckas
They wanna throw their up, that's tight Hit 'em wit' my eight, never had left, right Then hit 'em wit' the uppercut, duck Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck with that shit
Fuck a pop song, video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio Do you hear me though? Give a holla to my in the pen And my parteners wit' their Mac 10's I represent the 'cuz I'm ill, G Glock cocked and 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, Pete Rock and sure you're son Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Latifah Too Short, Toni Tone [Incomprehensible]
And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called And Jungle Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice House of Pain, funky blunted ass 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, B rockin', then Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, the scars bass
Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the [Incomprehensible], Richie Guns in the house pumpin' the flava [Incomprehensible]DJ for their behavior
Off the head, my freestyle Just a couple of motha fuckas that I I'm strictly [Incomprehensible]I'm strictly 1 fucka, 2 motha fucka, 3 motha fuckas Damn, who did I
But no screws in it
I'm a soulja, daddy was a 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 motha
Now know me, the homies Raised by some ass well payed OG's, ah shit Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the wheel as I peel out, catch a tail Rock shells hit, raise a fist so they know to a hit
Can I it? I may get wicked 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 your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip
Now they maime me All I to be was a soulja Bang boogy it's stick up Quit now nigga, eat a up I'm