Текст песни Doin' What It 'Pose 2do - Ice Cube
Thinkin'
about
what
he
gon'
do
next
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride
through
the
hood
Ride
through
the
hood
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Low,
low
to
the
grown
Low
to
the
ground
You
see
my
lo'
lo'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
And
that
fo'
do'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
big
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitches
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
see
that
big
ass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
When
you
walk
pass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
shit
shine
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitch
mind
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
Had
to
come
through,
shine
on
you
niggaz
Stop
lyin'
on
a
nigga,
got
my
nine
on
your
liver
Fuck
around
and
go,
blind
on
a
nigga
Do
time
for
a
nigga,
put
your
mind
on
your
mirror
All
you
niggaz
that's
materialistic
Don't
fuck
wit'cha
boy
or
become
a
statistic
Ice
Cube
is
very
artistic
But
I'm
still
from
the
hood,
will
take
your
existence
So
motherfuckers
tryin'
scratch
my
paint
It's
West
Coast
in
the
house,
what
the
fuck
you
thank?
I'm
big
bank
guy,
spent
on
my
outfit
'Cause
I'm
fly
and
your
ass
ain't
about
shit
I
let
that
bullshit
do
what
it
'pose
to
do
Go
to
the
club,
grab
me
a
hoe
or
two
Understand,
God
has
a
chosen
few
Fuck
around
and
I'll
put
some
holes
in
you
You
see
my
lo'
lo'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
And
that
fo'
do'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
big
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitches
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
see
that
big
ass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
When
you
walk
pass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
shit
shine
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitch
mind
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
Now
e'ry
motherfucker
in
here
bitchin',
we
rollin'
In
that
big
body
wide
thang,
a
nigga
patrollin'
Y'all
jealous
of
the
ass
that
a
nigga
be
holdin'
Ain't
scared
of
the
po'
po'
and
what
they
patrollin'?
Gotta
job
motherfucker,
I
work
for
myself
I
got
benefits
bitch,
dental
and
health
I
do
it
24/7,
I
rob
7-11
If
I
had
to,
I
take
it
straight
back
to
heaven
'Witta
Attitude',
I
got
the
Range
blowed
out
So
if
you
jack
me
homey,
I
never
jump
out
I
just
tickle
these
switches
and
tickle
these
bitches
That's
lickin'
all
on
my
paint
job
like
liquorish
I
know
a
lotta
dances,
they
call
me
Jolly
Ranchers
'Cause
I
shine
like
Rudolph,
nigga
fuck
Prancer
Ice
Cube,
reflect
like
chrome
When
I'm
in
the
hood,
I
run
it
like
Rome
You
see
my
lo'
lo'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
And
that
fo'
do'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
big
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitches
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
see
that
big
ass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
When
you
walk
pass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
shit
shine
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitch
mind
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
Call
her
ass
right
there,
she
got
that
kush
And
I'ma
run
all
through
it
like
Reggie
Bush
And
I'ma
hit
that
bush
like
George
Bush
In
the
middle
of
the
night
like
a
crook
Don't
fuck
with
her,
her
ass
is
average
Only
fuck
with
the
ones
with
the
whole
package
Who
gives
a
fuck
if
yo'
ass
look
good
If
yo'
ass
can't
cook
good,
that's
on
the
hood
Fine
bitches,
you
shit
out
of
luck
'Cause
I'm
prolly
gon'
eat
more
than
I
fuck
You
got
do
it
all,
not
just
send
them
all
Cook
and
cleaning,
love
a
nigga's
shitty
drawers
Naw,
I'll
keep
you
flossin'
up
at
Ready
Tellers
The
kinda
shit
that
make
them
other
bitches
jealous
Pull
up,
jump
out,
I'm
like
new
money
And
watch
the
bees
in
the
house
come
and
get
the
honey
You
see
my
lo'
lo'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
And
that
fo'
do'
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
big
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitches
watch
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
see
that
big
ass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
When
you
walk
pass
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
You
know
my
shit
shine
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
I
make
the
bitch
mind
(Doin'
what
it
'pose
2do)
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride
through
the
hood
Ride
through
the
hood
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride,
ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Ride
through
the
hood
Keep
it
low
to
the
ground
Low,
low
to
the
ground
Low,
low
to
the
ground
1 Dick Tease
2 Pockets Stay Fat
3 Run
4 Holla @ Cha' Boy
5 Holla @ Cha' Boy
6 Spittin' Pollaseeds
7 Spittin' Pollaseeds
8 Spittin' Pollaseeds
9 Spittin' Pollaseeds
10 You Gotta Lotta That
11 You Gotta Lotta That
12 Steal the Show
13 Steal the Show
14 Doin' What It 'Pose 2do
15 Two Decades Ago
16 2 Decades Ago (Insert)
17 Child Support
18 Child Support
19 Dimes & Nicks (A Call from Mike Epps)
20 Dimes & Nicks (A Call From Mike Epps)
21 Smoke Some Weed
22 Smoke Some Weed
23 Why We Thugs
24 Why We Thugs
25 Definition of a West Coast G (intro)
26 Doin' What It 'Pose 2Do
27 Laugh Now, Cry Later
28 Stop Snitchin'
29 Chrome and Paint
30 Chrome & Paint
31 Chrome & Paint
32 Chrome & Paint
33 The Game Lord
34 The Game Lord
35 Click, Clack - Get Back!
36 Click, Clack - Get Back!
37 Growin' Up (explicit version)
38 Growin' Up
39 Growin' Up
40 A History of Violence (Skit)
41 A History of Violence
42 A History of Violence
43 The Nigga Trapp
44 The N***a Trapp
45 The N***a Trap
46 The N***a Trap
47 Go to Church
48 Go to Church
49 Go to Church
50 Stop Snitchin'
51 Laugh Now, Cry Later
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