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Ask Yourself a Question (feat. Dr. Dre)
Kurupt
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Ask Yourself A Question -Kurupt Check it out Here's a penny for your thoughts a nicklebag of bliss An m-16with eighteen clips I'm all set to bust treacherous Illustrious homie don't question us Just ask yourself the question How many hoes can I **** in one night Just ask yourself the question ni**a How many niggaz can I blast on sight I'm ferocious and you knows this ni**a b*****s wear skirts shake a**and bump I pop pistols that's all I do I pop one at him and pop two at you I'm illusive I'm a glock it Pistol popping activist with the key to the bucket I rip your pockets of the side of your pants You glare to the side and you glance I'm in my How the **** you make it this far No matter where you at or who you are People treat me like kareem abdul jabbar I hear ooh's and aah's when I jumps in my car Just from last night you can tell That I'm addicted to the fast life Shouts out to my homeboys mad and quell You go on and **** misty while I **** michelle Just ask yourself the question How many hoes can I **** in one night Just ask yourself the question How many niggaz can I blast on sight Just ask yourself the question Is it cool to ride or is it cool to **** Just ask yourself the question I don't know why these mother****ers wanna **** with us What you wanna do penetrate me Bump my crib bust and **** my b***h ni**a I never thought a ni**a would trip Off a little piece of a**that he know he could get Any day any day and any time any time You'se a vegetarian what I like beef turkey and pork Fish and chips chips and dip **** it hand me my knife and my fork I'm not too picky ni**a kurupt young gotti A k a low ricky ni**a what up momma Substantialar tyrannosaurus gigantic titanic tarantula On a creep homie wake up Don't sleep homie supposed to know it Look I'm hazardous to health ni**a b***h ni**a Don't ask me shit 'till you ask yourself Just ask yourself the question How many hoes can I **** in one night Just ask yourself the question How many niggaz can I blast on sight Just ask yourself the question Is it cool to ride or is it cool to **** Just ask yourself the question I don't know why these mother****ers wanna **** with us What the **** is up man life's a b***h You gotta put your pistol to the sky Kill a million mother****ers and get high in order to be cool Man you'se a mother****ing fool speak to these niggaz I thought the same way back in the days Young with a lack on daily things Never thought too much homie never trip I got drunk as **** the homies blaze sticks Look out for them niggaz out to get you So forgetting to tank your pistol with you Niggaz get swallowed in the game I c**k and bust hollows to peer duck and frame Yo ni**a that shit sounds like I did it Don't blaze the without the Niggaz look like they're doped up like tired b*****s With the eyes wide gone you spit the hard boom Wiping shit the **** out like typhoons With the little homeboys t-bone and cartoons Mother****er don't ask me for shit **** everything you believe in little b***h Just ask yourself the question How many hoes can I **** in one night Just ask yourself the question How many niggaz can I blast on sight Just ask yourself the question Is it cool to ride or is it cool to **** Just ask yourself the question I don't know why these mother****ers wanna **** with us What what
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