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
up and get swoll up, hold up How ya gonna play me a sunkin' dunkin' donut? I ain't came a long way to get So give me when I get wreck or get your mothafuckin' chimp check
Once again, it's friend outta Oakland. I rock the shit to get ya open Say your looking for some real Then a funkdified batch like that
on the map 2Pac is on the big screen Gotta a nigga for survivin' I wear of old schools jewels, look how the fools through, ooh
Stop lookin' at me hard 'cuz buffer But I'll just buck then bigger motha Turnin men to suckas, wanna start a little ruckus duck 'cuz I'll be poundin' them motha fuckas
They wanna their hands up, that's tight Hit 'em wit' my eight, had shit left, right hit 'em wit' the uppercut, duck quick Shit outta luck, fucked and 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 their Mac 10's I the real '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 ain't no in it
to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the great one Mary J. Blidge, Pete Rock and you're late son Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen Too Short, Tony Toni [Incomprehensible]
And the motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called Quest And Jungle Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice House of Pain, funky blunted ass white Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Underground, my real niggas
Raw Fusion, all in confusion Wickeder than most men, 1 and Pooh Man TLC, Eric B rockin', Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, the scars bass
Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the [Incomprehensible], Richie Young in the house pumpin' the flava [Incomprehensible]DJ for their behavior
Off the head, my flow Just a couple of motha fuckas that I I'm strictly [Incomprehensible]I'm representin'--2:30 1 motha fucka, 2 motha fucka, 3 motha 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 motha Never had so we from the stacked motha fuckas
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 out, catch a cop's tail Rock 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, then it It's for the gifted, your fist if you wit' it Here's your to see Mr. Wicked rip shit
Now they wanna me All I to be was a soulja Bang bang it's stick up now nigga, eat a dick up I'm