Luyện nghe bài hát Representin' 93

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

Roll up and get swoll up, up
How ya play me like a sunkin' dunkin' donut?
I ain't came a way to get checked
So give me respect when I get wreck or get 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 like that

on the map
2Pac is on the big screen
Gotta love a for survivin'
I alot of old schools jewels, look how the fools through, ooh

Stop lookin' at me hard 'cuz your
But just buck then bigger motha fuckas
Turnin men to suckas, niggas wanna start a little
Better duck 'cuz I'll be poundin' them fuckas

They wanna throw hands up, that's tight
Hit 'em my eight, never had shit left, right
Then hit 'em wit' the uppercut, duck
Shit luck, fucked and stuck with that rough shit

Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, the radio
Do you hear me though? a holla to my niggas in the pen
And my murderous parteners wit' Mac 10's
I represent the real 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

Peace to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the one
Mary J. Blidge, Pete Rock and sure you're son
Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen
Too Short, Toni Tone [Incomprehensible]

And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Called Quest
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 confusion
than most men, Spice 1 and Pooh Man
TLC, B rockin', then Scarface
Stretch, Mad K-Low, pumpin' the bass

Heads, Poonannynans, the Click
[Incomprehensible], Richie
Young Guns in the pumpin' the flava
[Incomprehensible]DJ Ditch for their

Off the head, my flow
Just a couple of motha fuckas that I
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, contend so it's on
Raised in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad fuckas
Never had so we grab the stacked motha fuckas

Now know me, the homies
Raised by crazed ass well payed OG's, ah shit
Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the wheel as I peel out, catch a cop's
shells hit, raise 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, pump fist if you wit' it
Here's ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit

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