My name is Quik, yeah, is true Keepin' attention is what I'm gonna do Hardcore yo, I never be soft Askin' me my defin' say the boy goes off
Fillin' up my with the touch of my rhyme Suckaz with me 'cause they know the time Quiet on the set I'm about to begin And if you didn't hear me boy I'll tell you
My is Quik or just call me Q But it doesn't matter to you 'Cause I'm the same Whether serious or I just gotta keep cursin'
This is for the radio so I chill won't play it if I co get ill But I'm like that and an actually fact the street is where my heart is at
Yo, I do dope but I'm dope not a dope But I'm than anybody who trys to cope If the I'm dispayin' And the beat playin'
Yo you try all day And you still won't up with the ruthless P.O.W. Quik's doin' it Compton style That's the and you say you could get some yo It's quiker than dunn
Woo, woo
They it easy for me to get my point across So listen up close if ya ya might get lost I'm not a role nor a Dr. Seuss But I'm not a and I'm about to get stupid
I it's time for the drama With the Q U I K Now drama so pay attention By the way I mention I'm comin' off Hard in the dimension
With the glare but you don't no glasses to stare It'll probably you in and it's just like your there With the Q on the tip So if you think I'm a flip or don't even trip
'Cause I'm a My homie Theo is a DJ not a dope, fly employer On the static, that's my station to get the money, the While we dippin' tha nation
Boy, Mister Quiks of I mean straight while ya suckin' with the girls You must be sick or ya How ya gone still my name if ya even know me
Tone, what's up? Get the gat show 'em where at And that's the sound and next time I'm peelin' ya cap to let ya know where I'm from Quik it and it shall be dunn
Woo, woo
Creatin' jams are the part of the cycle Quiker than dunn, yeah, that's the title Rubbin' the lady's only the fly once ya But would if she's ugly, if she she a ho?
Don't ask to me home boy that you wanna battle me boy Ya better be strapped 'cause I'm from It ain't all about playin' Now that's what I'm
Sevy thought that I was in '73 Now everybody to know the A G E Girls on the tip fellaz too it Had everybody I was only 15
The fellaz would annoy me the ladyz adore me And what was I to do I nothin' ladies do the ladiez I luv 'em nice and then soft I hate groupies so just step the hell off
I'm the real 'cause others be fakin' to game fame off, the name I'm makin' Sayin' on records you could get some Yo home boy, its quiker than dunn
Just a dedication to tha creator of Gangsta Rap music Mr. Erik, Eazy E, Wright, how its done
Woo, woo