Representin' 93 Lyrics By 2Pac
Roll up and get swole up, hold up
How you gonna play me like a sunken dunkin' donut?
I done came a long way to get checked
So give me respect when I get wreck or get your motherfucking chin checked
Once again, it's your friend outta Oakland
Hoping I can rock the shit to get you open
Say you're looking for some real shit then catch a funkified batch
Like that, Oakland's on the map
2Pac is on the big screen striving
Gotta love a **** for surviving
I wear a lot of old school jewels
Look how the fools drool, ooh
Stop looking at me hard 'cause you're buffer
But I'll just buck them bigger mother fuckers
Turning men to suckers
**** wanna start a little ruckus
Better duck, 'cause I'll be popping them motherfuckers
They wanna throw their hands up, that's tight
Hit 'em with my eight, never had shit left, right
Then hit them with 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 **** in the pen
And my murderous partners with their Mac tens
I represent the real I'm ill, G
Glock cocked the day they kill me
I'm representing
Peace to Redman, Treach, Vin Rock, Kay the great one
Mary J. Blige, Pete Rock, and Troy the late son
Heavy D, CL Smooth, and Queen Latifah
Too Short, Tony Toni Tone, Lay Law beat cuts
Ed, the special motherfucker and the Lover
The Tribe, a Tribe Called Quest, and Jungle Brothers
Das EFX, EPMD, and Ice Cube
House of Pain, funky blunted ass white dudes
Cypress Hill, yeah the ill ****
Digital Underground my real ****
Raw Fusion, Organized Konfusion
Wicked and the Mouse Man, Spice One and Pooh Man
TLC, Eric B., Rakim, then Scarface
Stretch, Maj, K Low, pumping the Squad's bass
Thorough Heads, Poonannynans, the Click
E-40, the Governor and Richie Rich
Young Guns in the house pumping the flavor
Jumping on DJ Ditch for their behavior
Off the head, my freestyle flow
Just a couple of motherfuckers that I know
I'm strictly representing
Yeah, strictly representing
One motherfucker, two motherfucker, three motherfucker
Damn, who did I forget?
I'm a soldier, daddy was a soldier
Strong in the struggle, must contend so it's on
Raised in a house full of bad motherfuckers, mad motherfuckers
Never had so we grabbed from the stacked motherfuckers
Now they know me, the homies
Raised by some crazed ass well played OGs
Pull up in a Benzie, 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 first if you with it
Here's your ticket to see Mr. Wicked rip shit
Now they wanna ban me
All I wanted to be was a solider
Bang, bang boogie, it's a stick up
Quit now, ****, eat a dick up
I'm representing
