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