Really Doe

("Ain't nobody talkin when I'm talkin' fellas so shut the fuck up!")

("Oh, and who the fuck are you"?)
(Steppin' up in my motherfuckin' uhh)
Chuck taylors, knick kickers, Wallabies?
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?")

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 linch mob
("I got to believe in me")
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' G
'Cause I'm a motherfuckin'
("and who the fuck are you?")

Thirty in a holdin' tank, catch the vapours
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, 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 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 ho) 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")