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I got a head, but ain't no screws in it I got a head, but ain't no screws in it I got a head, but ain't no screws in it Roll up and get swoll up, hold up How ya gonna play me like a sunkin' dunkin' donut? I ain't came a long way to get checked So give me respect when I get wreck or get your mothafuckin' chimp check Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland. Hoping I rock the shit to get ya open Say your looking for some real shit Then catch a funkdified batch like that Oakland's on the map 2Pac is on the big screen strivin' Gotta love a nigga for survivin' I wear alot of old schools jewels, look how the fools through, ooh Stop lookin' at me hard 'cuz your buffer But I'll just buck then bigger motha fuckas Turnin men to suckas, niggas wanna start a little ruckus Better duck 'cuz I'll be poundin' them motha fuckas They wanna throw their hands up, that's tight Hit 'em wit' my eight, never had shit left, right Then hit 'em wit' the uppercut, duck quick Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck with that rough shit Fuck a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio Do you hear me though? Give a holla to my niggas in the pen And my murderous parteners wit' their Mac 10's I represent the real 'cuz I'm ill, G Glock cocked and then they kill me I'm representin' I got a head, but ain't no screws in it I got a head, but ain't no screws in it Peace to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the great one Mary J. Blidge, Pete Rock and sure you're late son Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah Too Short, Tony Toni Tone [Incomprehensible] And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called Quest And Jungle Brothas Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube House of Pain, funky blunted ass white dudes Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my real niggas Raw Fusion, all in house confusion Wickeder than most men, Spice 1 and Pooh Man TLC, Eric B rockin', then Scarface Stretch, Mad K-Low, pumpin' the scars bass Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the Click [Incomprehensible], Richie Rich Young Guns in the house pumpin' the flava [Incomprehensible]DJ Ditch for their behavior Off the head, my freestyle flow Just a couple of motha fuckas that I know I'm strictly representin' [Incomprehensible]I'm strictly representin'--2:30 1 motha fucka, 2 motha fucka, 3 motha fuckas Damn, who did I forget? But ain't no screws in it I'm a soulja, daddy was a soulja Strong in the struggle, must contend so it's on Raised in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad motha fuckas Never had so we grab from the stacked motha fuckas Now they know me, the homies Raised 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 tail Rock shells hit, raise a fist so they know to make a hit Can I flip it? I may get wicked as I rip it To get specific, If the shoe fits, then kick it It's for the gifted, pump your fist if you wit' it Here's your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit Now they wanna maime me All I wanted to be was a soulja Bang bang boogy it's stick up Quit now nigga, eat a dick up I'm representin'