Текст (слова) песни: Ice Cube - Really Doe

{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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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?"} Нравится песня? 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