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    Dj Quik

    Way 2 Fonky

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    [DJ Quik]
    Oh yes I'm new and improved, and to a funky-ass groove
    My name is Quik and I'm smooth, and I'm makin yo' ugly bitch move
    With the streets you can't lose, but if you still wanna choose
    to be a sucka, I got a 380 punk, so duck her
    And to you motherfuckers thinkin you wanna fade me?
    I'm runnin the underground, so fool, you're crazy
    And you better step, 'fore I beat you with a switch
    and tie you up, and make you watch, while I'm fuckin yo' bitch
    Cause I'm a low-pro nigga that you should not fol-low
    Puttin suckaz in the wind cause my voice is hol-low
    Put the pistol to your grill and your punk ass rolls
    You grab my shit and I pull the trigger now you're missin a nose
    and umm, I don't fear your crew because my back is got
    Chasin nothin but the suckaz when we hit yo' spot
    Yeahhhhh, straight Bronx killa, mark ass niggaz can't check me
    but gotta respect me, cause I'm Way 2 Fonky
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. yeah
    [DJ Quik]
    Now no sooner than I hit the fuckin streets
    People be approachin me, all throughout the swap meets
    Askin me shit like, "When your new album comin out?"
    "Is it different?" "Is it dope?" "Where yo' perm?"
    What you talkin bout?
    I know you don't expect that a nigga gon' quit
    bein nothin less than funky and bangin out the dope-ass hits
    Cause DJ Quik is a name that I take much much pride in
    No egoes to hide in and no limos to ride in
    Maybe a Cutlass or two, but still the same ol' shit
    And me unclever? No never, I'll have this talent forever
    The producer get funky down to the last ounce
    And I'm creative too - so I don't need "Mo' Bounce"
    But to you suckaz in my city claimin I got a "Def Wish"
    You should try again fool, you ain't hittin near this
    Them wack ass tracks, make you sound like a monkey
    Just a shot in the dark, from a punk-ass mark who ain't Fonky
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. yeah
    [DJ Quik]
    Now when you records ain't that funky then it's easy to disrespect this
    Cause you know that when I hit I didn't miss
    Just like that "I'm Born and Raised," you wish you could fade
    And when you picked up that album cover you knew I was paid, Tim
    Cause we ain't goin out and we ain't stuck in that old school shit
    That boring flavor that just don't hit
    Cause this is ninety-two, and yes yo' style is through
    And if your record ain't sellin well fool I thought you knew
    that this is straight Bronx killa, straight Bronx murda
    Yeah yo' city's a dump, and fool yo' shit don't bump
    And 'member the "Jack the Rapper"? Yeah, your punk ass sat
    That's when my homeboy D, was bout to flatten yo' cap
    And you apologized to him, started kissin his ass
    Sayin you only dissed Compton for the money, so he gave you a pass
    but you ain't movin shit on the streets
    Get off the nuts of my city with them wack ass beats that ain't Fonky
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. "you know I can't stop"
    Fonky - yeah, fonky.. yeah
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