Luyện nghe bài hát Representin' 93

I got a head, but no screws 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 like a sunkin' dunkin'
I ain't came a way to get checked
So give me respect I get wreck or get your mothafuckin' chimp check

Once again, your friend outta Oakland.
Hoping I rock the to get ya open
Say your looking for some real
Then catch a funkdified batch that

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

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

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

Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, the radio
Do you hear me though? Give a to my niggas in the pen
And my murderous parteners wit' their Mac
I represent the 'cuz I'm ill, G
Glock cocked and then kill me
I'm

I got a head, but ain't no 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, Pete and sure you're late son
Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen
Too Short, Tony Toni Tone

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

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

Heads, Poonannynans, the Click
[Incomprehensible], Richie
Guns 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 representin'
[Incomprehensible]I'm strictly
1 motha fucka, 2 fucka, 3 motha 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
in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad motha fuckas
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 peel out, catch a tail
Rock shells hit, raise a fist so know to make a hit

Can I flip it? I may get 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 wanna maime me
All I wanted to be was a
Bang bang it's stick up
Quit now nigga, eat a up
I'm