2Pac Representin' 93 Lyrics
sponsored linksI got a head, but ain't no screws in it.
Roll up and get swoll 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 motha****in' chimp
Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland.
Hoping I rock the **** to get ya open.
Say your looking for some real ****.
Then catch a funkdified batch.
Oakland's on the map.
Tupac is on the big screen strivin'
Gotta love a ***** for survivin'
I wear a lot of old schools jewels.
Look how the fools ??, oh.
Stop lookin' at me hard 'cause your buffer.
But I'll just buck then bigger motha****as.
Turnin' men to suckas.
*****s want to start a little ruckus.
Better duck 'cause I'll be poundin' them motha****as.
They want to throw their hands up. that's tight.
Hit 'em with my eight. Never had **** left, right.
Then hit 'em with the uppercut. Duck quick.
**** outta luck. ****ed and stuck with that rough ****.
**** a pop song, **** video, **** Arsenio, **** the radio.
Do you hear me though?
Give a holla to my *****s in the pen.
And my murderous partners with their Mac 10's.
I represent the real 'cause I'm ill, G.
Glock cocked and then they kill me.
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,
And the Special motha ****a, Ed Lover, the Tribe, A Tribe Called
Das Efx, EPMD, and Ice Cube.
House of Pain: **** these ? *** white dudes.
Cypress Hill, yeah, the ill *****s.
Digital Underground: my real *****s.
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.
Mm, ?, Richie Rich.
Young Guns in the house pumpin' the flava.
DJ Ditch for their behavior.
Off the head, my freestyle flow.
Just a couple of motha ****as that I know.
I'm strictly representin
1 motha ****a, 2 motha ****a, 3 motha ****as,
Damn, who did I forget?
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****as.
Never had so we grab from the stacked motha****as.
Now they know me, the homies.
Raised by some crazed *** well payed OG's.
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 with it.
Here's your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip ****.
Now they want to maime me.
All I wanted to be was a soulja.
Bang bang boogy it's stick up.
Quit now *****, eat a **** up.
Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z… Track Listing
1 Holler If Ya Hear Me
2 Pac’s Theme (interlude)
3 Point the Finga
4 Something 2 Die 4 (interlude)
5 Last Wordz
6 Souljah’s Revenge
7 Peep Game
9 Guess Who’s Back
10 Representin’ 93
11 Keep Ya Head Up
12 Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z…
13 The Streetz R Deathrow
14 I Get Around
15 Papa’z Song
16 5 Deadly Venomz