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 no screws in it

up and get swoll up, hold up
How ya gonna me like a sunkin' dunkin' donut?
I ain't came a way to get checked
So give me respect when I get wreck or get your chimp check

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

on the map
2Pac is on the big strivin'
Gotta a nigga for survivin'
I alot of old schools 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 start a little ruckus
Better duck 'cuz I'll be them motha fuckas

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

a pop song, fuck video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio
Do you me though? Give a holla to my niggas in the pen
And my murderous wit' their Mac 10's
I represent the 'cuz I'm ill, G
Glock cocked and then they me
I'm

I got a head, but no screws 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 fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called Quest
And Jungle Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube
House of Pain, funky blunted ass white
Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas, Digital Underground, my real

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

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

Off the head, my flow
Just a of motha fuckas that I know
I'm strictly
[Incomprehensible]I'm strictly
1 motha fucka, 2 motha fucka, 3 motha
Damn, who did I

But ain't no in it

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

Now they me, the homies
Raised by crazed ass well 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 know to a hit

Can I it? I may get wicked as I rip it
To get specific, If the fits, then kick it
for the gifted, pump your fist if you wit' 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