DJ Quik – Tonite (Audio, Lyrics)

DJ Quik - Tonite (prod. DJ Quik)

is out with a new single titled “”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by DJ Quik.

Dj Quik Tonite
Dj Quik Tonite

Though DJ Quik needs no introduction at this point, there was once a time when the Compton emcee was looking to put himself on the map. That time arrived thirty years ago to this day, upon the release of his debut album Quik Is The Name, a classic piece of West Coast history. Consider that at the time of its release, however, Quik was still looking to make a splash, fueled by creativity, an underrated flow, and some serious production chops. All of those elements came together on “Tonite,” the project’s second single.

Do this day, the bouncy track remains a fan favorite, its opening lines as infectious as the synth-driven beat. “A day in the life of a playa named Quik, I’m just a stubborn kinda fella with a head like a brick,” he raps. “Just because I drink the 8, they say that I’m hopeless / but I don’t give a fuck so blame it on the loc-ness.” Though largely celebrated for his beat-making acumen, Quik’s flow is as deadly as any man’s, and new listeners should pay due homage to the legendary emcee.

DJ Quik – Tonite (prod. DJ Quik)


Here we go

[Verse 1]
A day in the life of a player named Quik
I’m just a stubborn kind of fellow with a head like a brick
And just because I drink the eight, they say that I’m hopeless
But I don’t give a fuck, so blame it on the loc-ness
Now this is how we do it when we checkin a grip
Teddy Bear is in the house, so don’t even trip
We’re bustin funky compositions as smooth as a prism
So check it while I kick it to this funky ass rhythm
It’s Friday morning, the phone is ringin’ off the hook
And AMG is in the den reviewin’ rhymes in his notebook
Or should I say dope sack, because we don’t bust wack
I pick up the phone and it’s the D (Wassup, nigga?)
He said he’s comin’ down about two on the dot
So I’m about to rush the tub while my water’s still hot
And now I’m soakin’, a brother like the devestatin’ DJ Quik ain’t jokin’
Fuck with me on DSP and you’ll get broken
My name is Quik, but you can call me daddy
Yo, open up the door ’cause here come Freak-man in a Caddy
Now Freaky’s in the El-Dog and Shabby’s in the El-Co
And everybody’s sippin on a quart (Here we go!)
D just came with a forty and a quart
In addition to the three that Greedy just bought
But I don’t wanna start early, so I just might
Put my forty in the freezer ’cause I wanna get bent

Tonight is the night (Yeah)
Tonight is the night
Tonight is the night (Yo, when we gone get bent?)
Tonight is the night (Aw yeah)

[Verse 2]
And now I’m out of the tub, I’m feelin’ fancy free
Spray on some Xeryus and put on my Givenchy
Sweatsuit, the gray one with the burgundy trim
And it’s a medium, fit me proper ’cause I’m nice and slim
Five thirty on the clock and the sun is steadily sinkin’
And I am steadily thinkin’ about the eight that I’ll be drinkin’
You know I ain’t ashamed and you know I ain’t bashful
So go on and pop the forty so I can pour me a glassful
Hamm is in the bedroom rollin’ up a stencil
Fatter than a pinky and the length of a pencil
Freaky lit it up and hit it one, two, three
Shabby took a hit and then they pass it to me
(It’s the bomb!)
Yo, I can feel my senses (Gettin’ numb!)
Yo, fuck the forty ounce (I need some rum!)
I’m chillin’ like a villain (Here I come!)
And that’s how I’m livin’
Tonight is the night and I’m lookin’ real sporty
Proper Friday evening, and I’m ready to party
Crusher came in with a handful of snaps
Fuck it, let’s shoot some craps
(Yo what they in fo’?) A fin or a half
(Yo shoot that ten, nigga!) Don’t make me laugh
Hi-C won a dub and he think that shit is funny
But I’m seven and eleven and I’m takin’ niggas money

Tonight is the night (Yeah, watch me bust a ho)
Tonight is the night (Passin’ naturals on motherfuckers)
Tonight is the night (Yo, I’m unfadeable)
Tonight is the night (ahh, let’s break it down, so I can get funky)

Ahh yeah
Givin’ em somethin they can roll on
Hold on

[Verse 3]
Wake up Saturday morning, and I got a headache
I can’t believe that I’m sick from all the shit that I drank
(Last night)
Soon as I felt it comin’ on, I shoulda quit
It’s true that a drunk ain’t shit
To the man up above to whom thanks I give
I’ll never drink again if you just let me live
Mike P spoke to me and I said I couldn’t call it
Callin’ Earl like a mother while I’m grippin the toilet
I need a 7-Up, because my head is spinnin
Round and round, I think I better sit down
My homey Shot is alright, but I’m feeling faint
I guess he’s used to it, but a nigga like Quik ain’t
K is on the phone, and Teddy’s at the door
And some fine ass bitches comin over at four
(I thought you wasn’t drinkin no more) Yeah right
Because as soon as they come, we doin’ the same ol’ shit tonight

Tonight is the night (Yeah)
Tonight is the night (Straight gettin’ fucked up, hey)
Tonight is the night (Fuck that pass me that piña colada man, I don’t wanna fade that eight ball no mo’)
Tonight is the night (That shit be fuckin’ a nigga up)
Tonight is the night (Aw yeah, nothin’ but a party and I’m kickin’ it)
Tonight (What’s up Greedy Greg?)
Tonight is the night (How you livin?)
Tonight (Hey, somebody get that nigga a Genuine Draft)
Tonight is the night
Tonight (Yeah)
Tonight is the night (And on that motherfuckin’ note, I’m outta here)
Tonight (See ya)

We out (What about peace?)
Fuck peace, nigga, give me another brew

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