Really Doe Lyrics

Ice Cube


publisher: ©Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, A SIDE MUSIC LLC
writers: Ou0027shea Jackson, Larry Darnell Goodman, Derrick G. Mcdowell, Norman Whitfield, Gregory Jacobs, Jr. Clinton, Walter Morrison, William Earl Collins
album: Track 9 in album Lethal Injection
release date: 1993-12-7
popularity : 2 users have visited this page.
length: 4:28

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"Ain't nobody talkin' when I'm talkin' fellas so shut the **** up!"

"And who the **** are you?"

Oh, steppin' up in my **********in uhh..
Chuck Taylors Knick kickers Wallabee's ?
On my *** I got the um, um, khakis 501's
On my back I got the uh, sweatshirt
You know with the fat three creases
Uh my t shirt Slingshot uh, khaki shirt
Um, and I got the K-cutter, in my, in my pocket
Uh, got the Afro, the braids
**********in' uh, rollers
"You got to believe, somethin"
And I just ask my **********in' self, uh
"I got to believe in me.."
"And who the **** are you?
"And who the **** are you?"

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 *** 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 *****, hit the light switch, here we go
Tap that *** like this, really doe

"You got to believe, somethin"
West Side Lench Mob
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a **********in' G
Cause I'm a mother-****in'
"And who the **** are you?"

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 **** with them 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 **** you doin' in here?"
He said, "One-eighty-seven on the enemy"
And they treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!
Deputy ***** 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 ************, that's why I love ya
Out like a boss, with a half-pint of sauce
Got the **** sewed up like Betsy Ross
What a friend know? Buy some indo
Never **** with a silly ho - really doe

"You got to believe, somethin"
Really doe, *****
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a **********in' G
God damn I'm a **********in' G
"You got to believe, somethin"
Yup, that's right
"I got to believe in me"
Cause I'm a **********in' G
God damn I'm a..
("And who the **** are you?")

Knock you out like NyQuil, I'll kill you quick
You sucker-for-love-*** 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 **** 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 ***
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 **********in' G
God damn I'm a **********in' G
"You got to believe, somethin"
Really doe, West Side
"I got to believe in me"
Cause I'm a **********in' G
**********in' O, **********in' G
"You got to believe, somethin'"
East Side
"I got to believe in me"
("And who the **** are you?")
("And who the **** are you?")
"You got to believe, somethin'"
South.. Side
"I got to believe in me"
Cause I'm a **********in' G
G, G, G, **********in' G
"You got to believe, somethin'"
North Side
"I got to believe in me"
("And who the **** are you?")
("And who the **** are you?")
"You got to believe, somethin'"
"I got to believe in me"
("And who the **** are you?"}

Track Listing

  • 1 The Shot (intro)
  • 2 Really Doe
  • 3 Ghetto Bird
  • 4 You Know How We Do It
  • 5 Cave Bitch
  • 6 Bop Gun (One Nation)
  • 7 What Can I Do?
  • 8 Lil Ass Gee
  • 9 Make It Ruff, Make It Smooth
  • 10 Down for Whatever
  • 11 Enemy
  • 12 When I Get to Heaven