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 up, hold up
How ya gonna play me a sunkin' dunkin' donut?
I ain't a long way to get checked
So give me respect I get wreck or get your mothafuckin' chimp check

Once again, it's friend outta Oakland.
Hoping I the shit to get ya open
Say your looking for real shit
Then catch a funkdified batch like

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

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

They wanna their hands up, that's tight
Hit 'em wit' my eight, had shit left, right
Then hit 'em wit' the uppercut, quick
Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck with rough shit

a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio
Do you hear me Give a holla to my niggas in the pen
And my murderous parteners wit' Mac 10's
I the real 'cuz I'm ill, G
cocked 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

to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the great one
Mary J. Blidge, Pete Rock and sure late son
D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah
Too Short, Toni Tone [Incomprehensible]

And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Called Quest
And Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube
House of Pain, funky ass white dudes
Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my niggas

Raw Fusion, all in house
than most men, Spice 1 and Pooh Man
TLC, Eric B rockin', then
Stretch, Mad K-Low, pumpin' the bass

Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the
[Incomprehensible], Richie
Young in the house pumpin' the flava
[Incomprehensible]DJ Ditch for behavior

Off the head, my freestyle
a couple of motha fuckas that I know
I'm strictly
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
in the struggle, must contend so it's on
Raised in a house full of bad fuckas, mad motha fuckas
Never had so we grab the stacked motha fuckas

Now they me, the homies
by some 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 flip it? I may get as I rip it
To get specific, If the shoe fits, then it
It's for the gifted, pump your fist if you 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