Luyện nghe bài hát Representin' 93

I got a head, but ain't no in it
I got a head, but ain't no in it
I got a head, but no screws in it

Roll up and get up, hold up
How ya gonna play me like a dunkin' donut?
I ain't came a long way to get
So give me respect when I get or get your mothafuckin' chimp check

again, it's your friend outta Oakland.
Hoping I 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 for survivin'
I wear alot of old schools jewels, how the fools through, ooh

Stop lookin' at me hard 'cuz your
But I'll just buck then motha fuckas
Turnin men to suckas, niggas wanna a little ruckus
duck 'cuz I'll be poundin' 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 with that rough shit

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

I got a head, but no screws in it
I got a head, but no screws in it

Peace to Redman, Tretch, Vin Rock, K-G the one
Mary J. Blidge, Pete Rock and you're late son
Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen
Too Short, Toni Tone [Incomprehensible]

And the Special motha fucka, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called
And Jungle 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, B rockin', then Scarface
Stretch, Mad K-Low, pumpin' the scars

Heads, Poonannynans, the Click
[Incomprehensible], Richie
Young Guns in the pumpin' the flava
[Incomprehensible]DJ for their behavior

Off the head, my freestyle
Just a couple of motha that I know
I'm representin'
strictly representin'--2:30
1 fucka, 2 motha 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, must so it's on
Raised in a house full of bad motha fuckas, mad fuckas
had so we grab from the stacked motha fuckas

Now know me, the homies
Raised by some crazed ass well OG's, ah shit
Pulled up in a benzy, snatch, the as I peel out, catch a cop's tail
shells hit, raise a fist so they know to make a hit

Can I it? I may get wicked as I rip it
To get specific, If the shoe fits, kick it
It's for the gifted, pump your fist if you it
Here's your to see Mr. Wicked rip shit

Now they maime me
All I to be was a soulja
Bang bang boogy it's up
Quit now nigga, eat a up
I'm