So Many Wayz (feat. 2nd II None & Peter Gunz) - DJ Quik

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Featuring 2nd ii none peter gunz

Yo this is dj quik
And quite frankly
I think we gotta be some of the baddest motherfuckers
That ever fuckedwith rap music
Cause this album right here is on some old cool shit
If you don't believe me
Just give me three and a half seconds and i'll show you
You ready?


One one and a half
Two two and a half

Three three and a half

Uh
Yeah
Got my niggas 2nd ii none up in this bitch
My nigga peter gunz
That's right
Amg, el debarge, playa hamm, hi-c, suga free
Check this shit out


I'm like fries in a skillet
Much too hot to hold
I'm strong and i'm handsome and black
Plus i'm bold
A mental case
Sometimes stressin
But then i flip
Because you got to go crazy on hollywood for your grip
And you know ain't no room in my mirror for your face
And if i got y'all confused like rubik then state yo case
Yet creepshow suckas keep tryin to submerge mine
But i can hold my breath for a long time
I emerge with treasures and coins
A thick sack
And your life ain't mine to take
Now kick back
Cause if it don't make dollas
Sucka you know the poem
Cause either you pimpin this game
Or you just hoin
Now get up outta mine
Nigga
I'm the bomb
Droppin heat on your homeboys
And spreadin like napalm
Cause i got more styles than your car's got miles
And i
Got more styles than a hotel's got towels
Cause i kicks it in

So many ways (uh huh and we can flip it in)
So many ways (cause we can rock a party)
So many ways (got bomb for everybody)
So many ways (now baby can you feel it in)
So many ways (cause you know we can deal it in)
So many ways (and i can make your body numb in)
So many ways (cause you ain't never heard a nigga come)
So many ways (ah hah, ah hah)

I'm chillin, mackin, stackin up these ends
I gotta check and i gots no time for no friends
I bust a trick
Make her bounce like a low-low
While i'm twisted off that bud
Countin money at the mo-mo
No flow so
Ain't no need to tell the po-po
Believe me bra'
All the snitches get the fo-fo
Now here we come again
With a brand new twist
On guard
I rock the party like this
With so many ways to get paid
I hustle for days
The tenth of the month i get my government aid
And the used-to-be-crooks
I'm puttin money on they books
Cause satan got busy
And many souls got took
We shook up the world
I did it with my partner for his sons and my daughter
You don't have to be no baller
To kick it with me
See, i stay real g
D forever feedin all you punk hoes misery

So many ways (i can get busy)
So many ways (i gots to get the scrilly)
So many ways (we can have a mardi-gras)
So many ways (cause i can rock the party y'all)
So many ways (tell me can ya feel it in)
So many ways (i gots to make the dividends)
So many ways (you know i keep it real in)
So many ways

I was known for triple m shots
And straight plottin
But hitten em hoes had me wastin up a knot
And all these figaros crow
Waitin to get hot
Now it's cool
You got your spot
Without that funky cock
And that dramatic experience
You and him went through
Ain't got nothin to do with the k
So keep cool little girl
This ain't no hollywood play
Girls who wear reps
And play them sucka games you play
Catch the redline metro rail
Blaze a trail
I can feel you ain't real
And i can tell
>from meetin different people
Figures to throats
Scandalous to the rich
Goodhearted to the broke
And these young and old folk
They like to hear good music
If it's weak lose it
But if it's bumpin choose it
But don't abuse it
And try to take it to the brain
If you do you'll be caught up in a strain
And be hangin on my thang in

So many ways (now watch me put it down in)
So many ways (you know i like to get my clown in)
So many ways (we can flip the sound in)
So many ways (k and d got it humpin in)
So many ways (you know you wanna bump it in)
So many ways (we can have a mardi-gras)
So many ways (you know i rocks the party y'all)
So many ways

So many ways (x8)

I walk three thousand miles for a taste of that gangsta shit
Messin around with g-1
And the dj quik
Stick and move from east-west
In vest like stocks
I went from pushin nikes to pushin drops
Fuck around and go platinum quick
Messin with quik
Nigga got hits like swizz
So watch your trick
See me playin avirex and the pepe's
No shirt on
Your girl sweat me
And i'ma hit it if she let me
Backsides bangin
Hangin
All amazed
She get this dick in (so many ways)
Blow her back out
Then i mack out
Freak the keys to the lex
Or find me havin sex in my nsx
I'm from the bx
But we flex from east to west
So while you niggas coast-trippin
We'll be cashin them checks
Peter gunz
One of the most in-credible ones
G-1, quik, we rolls thick
And gets the job done in

So many ways (cause i kick it in)
So many ways (you know that i can flip it in)
So many ways (and i can rock a party)
So many ways (i got bomb for everybody)
So many ways (bring it from the bronx in)
So many ways (from new york to compton)
So many ways (we keep it pumpin)
So many ways (uh)

So many ways (x16)

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DJ Quik (born David Martin Blake on January 18, 1970) is a West Coast rapper and record producer from Compton, California. He was raised at 436 West Spruce Street in Compton, California. As a teen he took up an affiliation with the Tree Top Piru Bloods, hence why his name is spelled Quik with the C conspicuously missing. A lot of Bloods would let the name "Quick" (because CK stands for Crip Killer) but he chose "Quik" to represent the Red but at the same time in some form of respect for the other side . He grew up without a father and moved out of his mother's home when he was only 17. He lived in the house as the only male with 8 sisters. His home life was far from stable as he raps in a song that one of his sisters was selling drugs to one of his other sisters. He began selling homemade mixtapes (like "The Red Tape", 1987) after he received a turntable for his 9th grade graduation and then began doing shows DJing around Southern California when he moved out. He signed to Profile Records in the summer of 1990, reportedly as the label's first six figure signee. Not only could he rap and write his own songs, he could produce as well.

His debut album, "Quik Is The Name" was led by the success of two top 20 R&B singles, "Tonite" and "Born and Raised in Compton." "Tonite" even charted on the pop charts. The album ended up reaching 10th on the album charts. None of his successive albums reached the success of his debut, though they have been well received in California, particularly his 1998 release "Rhythm-Al-Ism." His most popular albums are Quik Is The Name and Safe + Sound. . On "Safe + Sound" appears "Dollaz And Sense," which was a diss track to Compton rapper and member of the rival Tragniew Park Crips MC Eiht. Though full of bravado at the time, Quik now admits to fearing for his life during the period.

Instead of joining the G-Funk movement during the 1990's, DJ Quik had his own style that a new version of P-Funk, inspired by artists like Roger Troutman (who even taught him the use of the talkbox, which became a trademark for Quik's sound in the 1990's) and George Clinton. Throughout his career, Quik has collaborated with and produced for artists including 2Pac ("Heartz of Men", "Words To My First Born", "Late Night"), Janet Jackson ("All For You"), Snoop Dogg (e.g. "Doin' Too Much", "Buss'n Rocks", "Don't Tell"), Talib Kweli ("Put It In The Air"), Whitney Houston ("Fine"), Kurupt ("Can't Go Wrong"), Jay-Z ("Justify My Thug"), Xzibit ("Sorry I'm Away So Much"), Ludacris ("Spur of the Moment"), Chingy ("Bagg Up", and "Wurr's My Cash"),Dr. Dre, 2nd II None, Hi-C, Suga Free ("Street Gospel" album and on the "New Testament" album), 8Ball & MJG ("Buck Bounce") and others. Though he formally produced only "Heartz of Men" on 2Pac's masterpiece "All Eyez On Me" album, he went uncredited for work on many other tracks on the album; on that track he used his real name David Blake, because Profile did not allow him to use his stage name. In 2002, he produced Truth Hurts' Top 10 pop hit "Addictive". Quik used an uncleared Hindi sample on the record, and the copyright holders eventually filed a $500 million dollar lawsuit against Truth Hurts' label, Aftermath Entertainment.

Quik faced personal and professional tragedy when his friend and protegé Mausberg was murdered on the 4th of July, 2000. This was compounded by the death of his best friend Daryl Reed soon after.

Following 2000's "Balance and Options" CD he was dropped by Arista Records which in 1998 had bought Profile Records. In September 2005, DJ Quik released his first independent album on his own new label, Mad Science, which was supposed to be distributed by Warner Bros but Quik was forced to let Time Warner and so signed his Mad Science with Fontana/Universal. The album is titled "Trauma" and reflects the turmoil in the producer's life over the past few years. He than released "Trauma: Instrumentals". In recent years he has worked with a 74 piece orchestra during a collaboration with Marcus Miller while working on the score to the movie "Head of State." Over the years, Quik has morphed from a hardcore gangsta rapper to a mainstream producer and rapper who is not afraid to change his style. He has not abandoned his West Coast roots and now produces very much his own unique style. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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