Текст песни: Ice Cube - Really Doe



[GUN SHOT]

"Ain`t nobody talkin when I`m talkin fellas so shut the fuck up!"



[Slick Rick sample repeats in background:]

"And who the fuck are you?"

[Ice Cube]

Ohh.. steppin up in my motherfuckin uhh..

Chuck Taylors, Knick kickers, Wallabee`s, ??

On my ass I got the umm.. um.. khakis, 501`s

On my back I got the uhh.. sweatshirt

You know, with the fat three creases

Uhh, my t-shirt, Slingshot, uhh.. khaki shirt

Umm, and I got the K-cutter, in my, in my pocket

Uhh, got the afro, the braids

Motherfuckin uhh, rollers

"You got to believe, somethin.."

And I just ask my motherfuckin self, uhh

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

{"And who the fuck are you?"}



[Ice Cube]

To G or not to G, is the question

And like Smith told Wesson

I`m shady with the .380 old school diploma

I`ll leave that ass in a coma, so

If you got a herringbone, _Welcome to the Terrordome_

Two-eleven, sorry Reverend

Oh my god, gettin robbed

Reach for the small, "Atomic Dog"

Hard to swallow, janky as Rollo

Count to ten, and don`t try to follow

Cause just like Waco, I can take fo` --

-- ATF, to they death

Bust a left on Western, go and get a room

Don`t want to be a felon like Stacey Koon

Get the right bitch, hit the light switch, here we go

Tap that ass like this - really doe



"You got to believe, somethin.."

West Side Lench Mob

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

Cause I`m a mother-fuckin..

{"And who the fuck are you?"}



[Ice Cube]

Thirty in a holdin tank, catch the vapors

Make me a pillow out of toilet paper

Concrete bench kickin off the hemorrhoids

Ese`s deep, don`t fuck with dem boys

Phone check, co-llect call from the baller

Her mama said please don`t call her

Do-Wah-Diddy, far from +New Jack City+

Seen one of my peers, "What the fuck you doin in here?"

He said, "One-eighty-seven on the enemy"

And they treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!

Deputy bitch thinks she`s the Queen Bee

Ink on my thumb, index, and pinky

"Sir, what set you from?" Play dumb

"General popu-la-tion"

Mama put your house up, and I can bounce up

out this motherfucker, that`s why I love ya

Out like a boss, with a half-pint of sauce

Got the shit sewed up like Betsy Ross

What a friend know? Buy some indo

Never fuck with a silly ho - really doe



"You got to believe, somethin.."

Really doe, bitch

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

God damn I`m a motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

Yup, that`s right

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

God damn I`m a..

{"And who the fuck are you?"}



Knock you out like NyQuil, I`ll kill you quick

You sucker-for-love-ass trick

So don`t run up, wit ya gun up

Cause I got the back breaker, double pump rump shaker

Cause we can play hookie in the _Aqua Boogie_

With concrete Nikes, ya gets no stripes

Livin unforgiven with the mic on

And punks runnin like roaches with the light on

And that`s all the shit I`m startin

Bust a cap (ka-kow-POW) like Jerome on Martin

You lookin for a punk with benefits

cause you got a baby, that take many shits

And you know I got a grip like a baby on a tit

Scopin hopin, thighs open

But I kick back, six-pack, and hit the Phillie slow

Hooker hoe - really doe



"You got to believe, somethin.."

Ice Cube, yup

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

God damn I`m a motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

Really doe - West Side

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

Motherfuckin O, motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

East Side

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

"You got to believe, somethin.."

South.. Side

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

G, G, G, motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

North Side

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

"You got to believe, somethin.."

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

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[GUN SHOT]

"Ain`t nobody talkin when I`m talkin fellas so shut the fuck up!"



[Slick Rick sample repeats in background:]

"And who the fuck are you?"

[Ice Cube]

Ohh.. steppin up in my motherfuckin uhh..

Chuck Taylors, Knick kickers, Wallabee`s, ??

On my ass I got the umm.. um.. khakis, 501`s

On my back I got the uhh.. sweatshirt

You know, with the fat three creases

Uhh, my t-shirt, Slingshot, uhh.. khaki shirt

Umm, and I got the K-cutter, in my, in my pocket

Uhh, got the afro, the braids

Motherfuckin uhh, rollers

"You got to believe, somethin.."

And I just ask my motherfuckin self, uhh

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

{"And who the fuck are you?"}



[Ice Cube]

To G or not to G, is the question

And like Smith told Wesson

I`m shady with the .380 old school diploma

I`ll leave that ass in a coma, so

If you got a herringbone, _Welcome to the Terrordome_

Two-eleven, sorry Reverend

Oh my god, gettin robbed

Reach for the small, "Atomic Dog"

Hard to swallow, janky as Rollo

Count to ten, and don`t try to follow

Cause just like Waco, I can take fo` --

-- ATF, to they death

Bust a left on Western, go and get a room

Don`t want to be a felon like Stacey Koon

Get the right bitch, hit the light switch, here we go

Tap that ass like this - really doe



"You got to believe, somethin.."

West Side Lench Mob

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

Cause I`m a mother-fuckin..

{"And who the fuck are you?"}



[Ice Cube]

Thirty in a holdin tank, catch the vapors

Make me a pillow out of toilet paper

Concrete bench kickin off the hemorrhoids

Ese`s deep, don`t fuck with dem boys

Phone check, co-llect call from the baller

Her mama said please don`t call her

Do-Wah-Diddy, far from +New Jack City+

Seen one of my peers, "What the fuck you doin in here?"

He said, "One-eighty-seven on the enemy"

And they treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!

Deputy bitch thinks she`s the Queen Bee

Ink on my thumb, index, and pinky

"Sir, what set you from?" Play dumb

"General popu-la-tion"

Mama put your house up, and I can bounce up

out this motherfucker, that`s why I love ya

Out like a boss, with a half-pint of sauce

Got the shit sewed up like Betsy Ross

What a friend know? Buy some indo

Never fuck with a silly ho - really doe



"You got to believe, somethin.."

Really doe, bitch

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

God damn I`m a motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

Yup, that`s right

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

God damn I`m a..

{"And who the fuck are you?"}



Knock you out like NyQuil, I`ll kill you quick

You sucker-for-love-ass trick

So don`t run up, wit ya gun up

Cause I got the back breaker, double pump rump shaker

Cause we can play hookie in the _Aqua Boogie_

With concrete Nikes, ya gets no stripes

Livin unforgiven with the mic on

And punks runnin like roaches with the light on

And that`s all the shit I`m startin

Bust a cap (ka-kow-POW) like Jerome on Martin

You lookin for a punk with benefits

cause you got a baby, that take many shits

And you know I got a grip like a baby on a tit

Scopin hopin, thighs open

But I kick back, six-pack, and hit the Phillie slow

Hooker hoe - really doe



"You got to believe, somethin.."

Ice Cube, yup

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

God damn I`m a motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

Really doe - West Side

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

Motherfuckin O, motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

East Side

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

"You got to believe, somethin.."

South.. Side

"I got to believe in me.."

Cause I`m a motherfuckin G

G, G, G, motherfuckin G

"You got to believe, somethin.."

North Side

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

"You got to believe, somethin.."

"I got to believe in me.."

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

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