I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
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 done came a long way to get checks
So give me respect when I get wreck
Or get your motherfuckin' chin checked
Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland
Hoping I can rock the shit to get ya open
Say your looking for some real shit then catch
a funkified batch, like that (like that)
Oakland's on the map
and Pac is on the big screen strivin'
Gotta love a nigga for survivin'
I wear a lot of old schools jewels
Look how the fools drool, ooh
Stop lookin' at me hard 'cause you're buffer
my nine is buckin' bigger motherfuckers, turnin' men to suckers
Niggas wanna spark a little ruckus
Better duck 'cause I'll be poppin' them motherfuckers (ha)
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 a video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio
Do you hear me though?
Give a holla to my niggas in the pen
And my murderous partners with they Mac 10s
I represent the real 'cause I'm ill, G
Glock cocked the day 'til they kill me, huh
I'm representin'
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it (strictly representin')
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
Peace to Redman, Treach, Vin Rock, Kay Gee the great one (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Mary J. Blige, Pete Rock and Troy, the late son (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Too Short, Tony Toni Tone, LayLaw beat cuts (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Ed, the special motherfucker and the Lover (hey y'all, hey y'all)
The Tribe, A Tribe Called Quest, and Jungle Brothers (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Das EFX, EPMD, and Ice Cube (hey y'all, hey y'all)
House of Pain, funky blunted ass white dudes (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill niggas (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Digital Underground, my real niggas (my real niggas)
Raw Fusion, Organized Konfusion (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Wicked and the Mouse Man, Spice 1 and Pooh Man (hey y'all, hey y'all)
TLC, Eric B., Rakim, then Scarface (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Stretch, Maj, K-Low, pumpin' the Squad's bass (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, The Click (hey y'all, hey y'all)
E-40, The Governor, and Richie Rich (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Young Guns in the house pumpin' the flava (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Thugadon DJ Dize ruff neck behavior (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Off the head, my freestyle flow (hey y'all, hey y'all)
Just a couple of motherfuckers that I know (uh)
I'm strictly representin'
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it (yeah, strictly representin')
(money, money, money by the ton) one motherfucker, two motherfucker
(I got a head, but ain't no screws) in it three motherfuckers
Damn, who did I forget?
but ain't no screws in it
I'm a soldier, daddy was a soldier, strong
And the struggle must continue so it's on
Raised in a house full of bad motherfuckers
Mad motherfuckers, never had so we grab from the sad motherfuckers
Now they know me, the homies
Raised by some crazed-ass well paid OG's
(Ah shit) pulled up in a Benzy, snatch
The wheel as I peel off catch
A cocktail, block sale's hit, raise a fist
So they know who make the hit
Can I flip it?
I make it wicked as I rip it (uh)
To get specific, if the shoe fits, then kick it
It's for the gifted, pump your fist if you with it
Here's your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit (huh)
and now they wanna ban me (told ya)
All I wanted to be was a soldier
Bang, bang, boogie, it's a stick up
Quit now, nigga, eat a dick up
Huh, I'm representin'
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Representin' 93 - 2Pac
