Текст песни Dj Quik - Way 2 Fonky
Dj Quik - Way 2 Fonky слова песни
[DJ Quik]Oh yes I`m new and improved, and to a funky-ass grooveMy name is Quik and I`m smooth, and I`m makin yo` ugly bitch moveWith the streets you can`t lose, but if you still wanna chooseto be a sucka, I got a 380 punk, so duck herAnd to you motherfuckers thinkin you wanna fade me?I`m runnin the underground, so fool, you`re crazyAnd you better step, `fore I beat you with a switchand tie you up, and make you watch, while I`m fuckin yo` bitchCause I`m a low-pro nigga that you should not fol-lowPuttin suckaz in the wind cause my voice is hol-lowPut the pistol to your grill and your punk ass rollsYou grab my shit and I pull the trigger now you`re missin a noseand umm, I don`t fear your crew because my back is gotChasin nothin but the suckaz when we hit yo` spotYeahhhhh, straight Bronx killa, mark ass niggaz can`t check mebut 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 streetsPeople be approachin me, all throughout the swap meetsAskin 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` quitbein nothin less than funky and bangin out the dope-ass hitsCause DJ Quik is a name that I take much much pride inNo egoes to hide in and no limos to ride inMaybe a Cutlass or two, but still the same ol` shitAnd me unclever? No never, I`ll have this talent foreverThe producer get funky down to the last ounceAnd 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 thisThem wack ass tracks, make you sound like a monkeyJust 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 thisCause you know that when I hit I didn`t missJust like that "I`m Born and Raised," you wish you could fadeAnd when you picked up that album cover you knew I was paid, TimCause we ain`t goin out and we ain`t stuck in that old school shitThat boring flavor that just don`t hitCause this is ninety-two, and yes yo` style is throughAnd if your record ain`t sellin well fool I thought you knewthat this is straight Bronx killa, straight Bronx murdaYeah yo` city`s a dump, and fool yo` shit don`t bumpAnd `member the "Jack the Rapper"? Yeah, your punk ass satThat`s when my homeboy D, was bout to flatten yo` capAnd you apologized to him, started kissin his assSayin you only dissed Compton for the money, so he gave you a passbut you ain`t movin shit on the streetsGet 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