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Song «Really Doe» von Ice Cube.
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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1993 10 12 (Single), 1993 12 07 (Album)
Label: Priority PVL 53843, Priority P2 53876
Songwriter O'Shea Jackson
Produktion: Ice Cube & Lay Law & Derrick McDowell
Genre: Hip-Hop - Gangstarap - Westcoast
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Personen und Querverweise
Ice Cube
O'Shea Jackson
Ice Cube
Lay Law
Derrick McDowell
Lyrics
[Intro: Ice Cube, Sample, Slick Rick & Pointer Sisters] (*Gunshot*) "Ain't nobody talkin' when I'm talkin' fellas, so shut the fuck up!" (And who the fuck are you?) Oh, stepping up in my motherfucking, uhh... (And who the fuck are you?) Chuck Taylors, Knick-kickers, Wallabee's On my ass, I got the, umm, um, Khakis, 501's (And who the fuck are you?) On my back I got the, uhh, sweatshirt You know, with the fat three creases Uhh, my t-shirt, Slingshot, uhh, Khaki shirt (And who the fuck are you?) Umm, and I got the Cake cutter in my—in my pocket Uhh, got the Afro, the braids (And who the fuck are you?) Motherfucking, uhh, rollers You got to believe in something And I just ask my motherfucking self, uhh Why not believe in me? (And who the fuck are you? And who the fuck are you?) [Verse 1: 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, getting robbed Reach for the smog, "Atomic Dog" Hard to swallow, janky as Rollo Count to ten, and don't try to follow 'Cause just like Waco, I can take four 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 [Chorus: Ice Cube, Pointer Sisters & Slick Rick] You got to believe in something West Side, Lynch Mob Why not believe in me? 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' G 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin'... (And who the fuck are you?) [Verse 2: Ice Cube] Thirty in a holding tank, catch the vapors Make me a pillow out of toilet paper Concrete bench kickin' off the hemorrhoids; Éses deep, don't fuck with them boys Phone check, collect 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 hoe, really doe [Chorus: Ice Cube, Pointer Sisters & Slick Rick] You got to believe in something Really doe, bitch Why not believe in me? 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' G Goddamn, I'm a motherfuckin' G You got to believe in something Yup, that's right Why not believe in me? 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' G Goddamn, I'm a... (And who the fuck are you?) [Verse 3: Ice Cube] Knock you out like NyQuil, I'll kill you quick You sucker-for-love-ass trick So don't run up with ya gun up 'Cause I got the backbreaker, double pump rump shaker 'Cause we can play hookie in the Aqua Boogie With concrete Nikes, ya gets no stripes Living unforgiven with the mic on And punks running like roaches with the light on And that's all the shit I'm starting Bust a cap (Ka-kow-pow!) like Jerome on Martin You looking 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, sit back, and hit the Phillie slow Hooker hoe, really doe [Chorus: Ice Cube, Pointer Sisters & Slick Rick] You got to believe in something Ice Cube, yeah Why not believe in me? 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' G Goddamn, I'm a motherfuckin' G You got to believe in something Really doe, what? Why not believe in me? 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' G A motherfuckin' O, motherfuckin' G You got to believe in something East Side Why not believe in me? Fuckin' G (And who the fuck are you? And who the fuck are you?) You got to believe in something South Side Why not believe in me? 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' G G, G, G, motherfuckin' G, G You got to believe in something West Side Why not believe in me? Heh, know me (And who the fuck are you? And who the fuck are you?) You got to believe in something Why not believe in me? (And who the fuck are you?)