歌曲 | Quik Is The Name |
歌手 | DJ Quik |
专辑 | Born And Raised In Compton: The Greatest Hits |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Blake | |
You wanna see a young brother from the Compton tip check a grip | |
well keep lookin, because the C-A-M-E-O track is cookin | |
like a big ol pot of neckbones, we'll tend to fire up | |
because a young brother like the Quik is gettin wired up | |
You know my offbeat style is flowin all the while | |
I'm showin suckers, they can't get none of this | |
let alone some of this, I'm a musical genius | |
And if you fuck with my roll {"Face, down, HUT HUT HUT HUT!"} | |
I beat yo' ass as if uh we was playin Tecmo Bowl | |
I'm a producer if a rhythm is dope I choose it | |
and I hope you know I'd rather +BE+ dope than use it | |
I was a Player in the Penthouse and now I'm uprooted | |
A young scallion in them khaki suits and booted | |
With a 40 in hand I'ma take a stand | |
I'm lettin em know they can't fuck with the one man band | |
And if a soft sucker wanna know who's to blame | |
I let 'em know - Quik is the Name | |
{*scratching and samples*} | |
[DJ Quik] | |
Now can we get back on the tip of the real unadulterated funk | |
This beat is gettin funky just like a skunk | |
And the funk is that I step with the style I show | |
Let's blow these motherfuckin nimrods doin low | |
What makes you think that you can even try to step to me? | |
I hold the dice without six on the tea leaf | |
I know you wanna win some go on and try your luck | |
Punk, put your money on the floor and get bucked | |
by a pro-fession-al, rhyme hoodlum | |
Hoochies all over my tip because I screwed 'em | |
One-time can't lock me up, cause I elude 'em | |
And bubblegum rappers can't fade me cause I chewed 'em | |
So suckers get at me I'm the "Q" in quotations | |
and the C-P-T is the location | |
I won't talk in riddles cause you don't need the strain on your brain | |
To make it simple - Quik is the Name | |
{*scratching and samples*} | |
[DJ Quik] | |
Yeah, I don't compare my rhyme styles to no gat | |
cause to me that bullshit is SUPER wack | |
I just remain plain and kick the facts | |
bout how a nigga can't keep from gettin jacked | |
You gotta hold your own at any cost | |
cause if you don't boy you might get bossed and tossed | |
by a sucker who claims he got more game than you | |
Bein true is what you oughta do | |
or you just might find some chrome pointed at your dome | |
Think fast or you might not make it home | |
See a nigga like myself ain't goin out like that | |
because I found that it pays to pack a gat | |
in the city where surival is a full-time job black | |
and it ain't givin nuttin back | |
The fo'-fo'll keep a motherfucker tame | |
Behind the trigger yo, Quik is the Name | |
{*scratching and samples*} |
zuo ci : Blake | |
You wanna see a young brother from the Compton tip check a grip | |
well keep lookin, because the CAMEO track is cookin | |
like a big ol pot of neckbones, we' ll tend to fire up | |
because a young brother like the Quik is gettin wired up | |
You know my offbeat style is flowin all the while | |
I' m showin suckers, they can' t get none of this | |
let alone some of this, I' m a musical genius | |
And if you fuck with my roll " Face, down, HUT HUT HUT HUT!" | |
I beat yo' ass as if uh we was playin Tecmo Bowl | |
I' m a producer if a rhythm is dope I choose it | |
and I hope you know I' d rather BE dope than use it | |
I was a Player in the Penthouse and now I' m uprooted | |
A young scallion in them khaki suits and booted | |
With a 40 in hand I' ma take a stand | |
I' m lettin em know they can' t fuck with the one man band | |
And if a soft sucker wanna know who' s to blame | |
I let ' em know Quik is the Name | |
scratching and samples | |
DJ Quik | |
Now can we get back on the tip of the real unadulterated funk | |
This beat is gettin funky just like a skunk | |
And the funk is that I step with the style I show | |
Let' s blow these motherfuckin nimrods doin low | |
What makes you think that you can even try to step to me? | |
I hold the dice without six on the tea leaf | |
I know you wanna win some go on and try your luck | |
Punk, put your money on the floor and get bucked | |
by a professional, rhyme hoodlum | |
Hoochies all over my tip because I screwed ' em | |
Onetime can' t lock me up, cause I elude ' em | |
And bubblegum rappers can' t fade me cause I chewed ' em | |
So suckers get at me I' m the " Q" in quotations | |
and the CPT is the location | |
I won' t talk in riddles cause you don' t need the strain on your brain | |
To make it simple Quik is the Name | |
scratching and samples | |
DJ Quik | |
Yeah, I don' t compare my rhyme styles to no gat | |
cause to me that bullshit is SUPER wack | |
I just remain plain and kick the facts | |
bout how a nigga can' t keep from gettin jacked | |
You gotta hold your own at any cost | |
cause if you don' t boy you might get bossed and tossed | |
by a sucker who claims he got more game than you | |
Bein true is what you oughta do | |
or you just might find some chrome pointed at your dome | |
Think fast or you might not make it home | |
See a nigga like myself ain' t goin out like that | |
because I found that it pays to pack a gat | |
in the city where surival is a fulltime job black | |
and it ain' t givin nuttin back | |
The fo' fo' ll keep a motherfucker tame | |
Behind the trigger yo, Quik is the Name | |
scratching and samples |
zuò cí : Blake | |
You wanna see a young brother from the Compton tip check a grip | |
well keep lookin, because the CAMEO track is cookin | |
like a big ol pot of neckbones, we' ll tend to fire up | |
because a young brother like the Quik is gettin wired up | |
You know my offbeat style is flowin all the while | |
I' m showin suckers, they can' t get none of this | |
let alone some of this, I' m a musical genius | |
And if you fuck with my roll " Face, down, HUT HUT HUT HUT!" | |
I beat yo' ass as if uh we was playin Tecmo Bowl | |
I' m a producer if a rhythm is dope I choose it | |
and I hope you know I' d rather BE dope than use it | |
I was a Player in the Penthouse and now I' m uprooted | |
A young scallion in them khaki suits and booted | |
With a 40 in hand I' ma take a stand | |
I' m lettin em know they can' t fuck with the one man band | |
And if a soft sucker wanna know who' s to blame | |
I let ' em know Quik is the Name | |
scratching and samples | |
DJ Quik | |
Now can we get back on the tip of the real unadulterated funk | |
This beat is gettin funky just like a skunk | |
And the funk is that I step with the style I show | |
Let' s blow these motherfuckin nimrods doin low | |
What makes you think that you can even try to step to me? | |
I hold the dice without six on the tea leaf | |
I know you wanna win some go on and try your luck | |
Punk, put your money on the floor and get bucked | |
by a professional, rhyme hoodlum | |
Hoochies all over my tip because I screwed ' em | |
Onetime can' t lock me up, cause I elude ' em | |
And bubblegum rappers can' t fade me cause I chewed ' em | |
So suckers get at me I' m the " Q" in quotations | |
and the CPT is the location | |
I won' t talk in riddles cause you don' t need the strain on your brain | |
To make it simple Quik is the Name | |
scratching and samples | |
DJ Quik | |
Yeah, I don' t compare my rhyme styles to no gat | |
cause to me that bullshit is SUPER wack | |
I just remain plain and kick the facts | |
bout how a nigga can' t keep from gettin jacked | |
You gotta hold your own at any cost | |
cause if you don' t boy you might get bossed and tossed | |
by a sucker who claims he got more game than you | |
Bein true is what you oughta do | |
or you just might find some chrome pointed at your dome | |
Think fast or you might not make it home | |
See a nigga like myself ain' t goin out like that | |
because I found that it pays to pack a gat | |
in the city where surival is a fulltime job black | |
and it ain' t givin nuttin back | |
The fo' fo' ll keep a motherfucker tame | |
Behind the trigger yo, Quik is the Name | |
scratching and samples |