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**h move With the streets you can't lose, but if you still wanna choose To be a s**a, i got a 380 punk, so duck her And to you motherf**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**h Cause i'm a low-pro n***a that you should not fol-low Puttin s**az in the wind cause my voice is hol-low Put the pistol to your grill and your punk a** rolls You grab my sh** 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 s**az when we hit yo' spot Yeahhhhh, straight bronx k**a, mark a** n***az 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 sh** 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***a 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 cutla** or two, but still the same ol' sh** 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 s**az 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 sh** 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 k**a, straight bronx murda Yeah yo' city's a dump, and fool yo' sh** don't bump 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 pa** But you ain't movin sh** 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