Luyện nghe bài hát Representin' 93

I got a head, but no screws 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 swoll up, up
How ya gonna play me like a sunkin' donut?
I came a long way to get checked
So give me respect when I get wreck or get your chimp check

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

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

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

They throw their hands up, that's tight
Hit 'em wit' my eight, had shit left, right
Then hit 'em the uppercut, duck quick
Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck that 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 wit' their Mac 10's
I the real 'cuz I'm ill, G
Glock cocked and then they 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
D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah
Too Short, Toni Tone [Incomprehensible]

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

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

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

Off the head, my freestyle
a couple of motha fuckas that I know
I'm strictly
[Incomprehensible]I'm representin'--2:30
1 motha fucka, 2 fucka, 3 motha fuckas
Damn, who did I

But no screws in it

I'm a soulja, daddy was a
Strong in the struggle, contend so it's on
Raised in a house of bad motha fuckas, mad motha fuckas
Never had so we grab from the stacked fuckas

Now know me, the homies
Raised by some crazed ass payed OG's, ah shit
Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the wheel as I peel out, a cop's tail
Rock shells hit, raise a fist so they 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, your fist if you wit' it
Here's your to see Mr. Wicked rip shit

Now they wanna me
All I wanted to be was a
bang boogy it's stick up
Quit now nigga, eat a up
I'm