DJ Quik Way 2 Fonky Lyrics

[DJ Quik]
Oh yes I'm new and improved, and to a funky-a__ groove
My name is Quik and I'm smooth, and I'm makin yo' ugly b____
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 m_________ers 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 f___in yo' b____
Cause I'm a low-pro n____ 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 a__ rolls
You grab my s___ 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 a__ n____z 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 f___in streets
People be approachin me, all throughout the swap meets
Askin me s___ 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 n____ gon' quit
bein nothin less than funky and bangin out the dope-a__ 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' s___
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 a__ tracks, make you sound like a monkey
Just a shot in the dark, from a punk-a__ 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
s___
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' s___ don't b__p
And 'member the "Jack the Rapper"? Yeah, your punk
a__ sat
That's when my homeboy D, was bout to flatten yo' cap
And you apologized to him, started kissin his a__
Sayin you only dissed Compton for the money, so he gave you a
pass
but you ain't movin s___ on the streets
Get off the nuts of my city with them wack a__ 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