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 up, hold up How ya gonna play me like a sunkin' dunkin' I came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get or get your mothafuckin' chimp check
Once again, your friend outta Oakland. Hoping I rock the shit to get ya Say your looking for some shit Then catch a funkdified batch that
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 then motha fuckas men to suckas, niggas wanna start a little ruckus Better duck 'cuz be poundin' them motha fuckas
wanna throw their hands up, that's tight Hit 'em wit' my eight, never had shit left, Then hit 'em wit' the uppercut, quick Shit outta luck, and stuck with that rough shit
Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the Do you me though? Give a holla to my niggas in the pen And my murderous wit' their Mac 10's I represent the real I'm ill, G Glock cocked and then they 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 Mary J. Blidge, Rock and sure you're late son D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah Too Short, Tony Toni Tone
And the motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called Quest And Jungle Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube of Pain, funky blunted ass white dudes Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my niggas
Raw Fusion, all in house Wickeder than most men, 1 and Pooh Man TLC, Eric B rockin', Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, the scars bass
Heads, Poonannynans, the Click [Incomprehensible], Rich Young Guns in the house pumpin' the [Incomprehensible]DJ for their behavior
Off the head, my freestyle 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 no screws in it
I'm a soulja, was a soulja in the struggle, must contend so it's on Raised in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad motha Never had so we grab from the stacked fuckas
Now they know me, the Raised by some crazed ass well payed OG's, ah Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the wheel as I peel out, a cop's tail shells hit, raise a fist so they know 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 fist if you wit' it Here's your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip
Now they wanna me All I to be was a soulja bang boogy it's stick up Quit now nigga, eat a up I'm