I got a head, but ain't no in it I got a head, but ain't no in it I got a head, but ain't no in it
up and get swoll up, hold up How ya gonna play me a sunkin' dunkin' donut? I ain't a long way to get checked So give me when I get wreck or get your mothafuckin' chimp check
Once again, it's your outta Oakland. Hoping I rock the shit to get ya Say your for some real shit Then catch a funkdified batch like
on the map 2Pac is on the big screen Gotta love a for survivin' I wear alot of old schools jewels, how the fools through, ooh
Stop lookin' at me hard 'cuz your But I'll just buck then bigger fuckas Turnin men to suckas, niggas wanna start a little Better duck I'll be poundin' them motha fuckas
They throw their hands up, that's tight Hit 'em wit' my eight, never had left, right Then hit 'em the uppercut, duck quick Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck that rough shit
Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the Do you hear me though? Give a to my niggas in the pen And my murderous parteners their Mac 10's 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 ain't no in it
Peace to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the one J. Blidge, Pete Rock and sure you're late son Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Latifah Too Short, Tony Tone [Incomprehensible]
And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Quest And Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube House of Pain, blunted ass white dudes Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my real
Raw Fusion, all in house Wickeder most men, Spice 1 and Pooh Man TLC, Eric B rockin', Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, the scars bass
Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the [Incomprehensible], Rich Guns in the house pumpin' the flava [Incomprehensible]DJ Ditch for behavior
Off the head, my flow Just a couple of 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 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 crazed ass payed OG's, ah shit Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the as I peel out, catch a cop's tail Rock shells hit, raise a fist so they to make a hit
Can I flip it? I may get as I rip it To get specific, If the fits, then kick it It's for the gifted, pump your if you wit' it your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit
Now they wanna me All I wanted to be was a Bang bang it's stick up Quit now nigga, eat a up I'm