Luyện nghe bài hát Ask Yourself a Question

it out
Here's a for your thoughts, a nicklebag of bliss
An with eighteen clips
I'm all set to bust,
Illustrious, homie question us

Just ask the question
How many hoes can I in one night?
Just ask the question, nigga
How many can I blast on sight?

I'm ferocious, and you this nigga
Bitches skirts, shake ass and bump
I pop pistols, all I do
I pop one at him and pop two at you
I'm illusive, glock it
Pistol popping activist the key to the bucket
I rip pockets of the side of your pants
You glare to the and you glance, I'm in my (? ? ? )
How the fuck you it this far?
No where you at, or who you are
treat me like kareem abdul jabbar
I hear ooh's and aah's I jumps in my car
from last night you can tell
That I'm to the fast life
Shouts out to my homeboys mad and
You go on and fuck misty, while I fuck

Just ask yourself the
How many can I fuck in one night?
ask yourself the question
How many niggaz can I on sight?
ask yourself the question
Is it cool to ride, or is it to fuck?
Just ask yourself the
I don't know why motherfuckers wanna fuck with us

What you wanna do, me?
my crib? bust and fuck my bitch, nigga?
I never a nigga would trip
Off a little piece of ass that he know he get
Any day (any day) and any (any time)
You'se a vegetarian (what? ), I beef, turkey and pork
Fish and chips, and dip
Fuck it, hand me my knife and my
I'm not too nigga, kurupt young gotti
A.k.a. low ricky (what up momma? )
Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic tarantula.
On a creep homie, up
Don't homie, supposed to know it
Look, I'm hazardous to health, nigga, bitch,
Don't ask me shit 'till you ask

(dre)

What the fuck is up? man life's a
You gotta put your to the sky,
Kill a million and get high in order to be cool
Man, you'se a motherfucking (speak to these niggaz)
I thought the same way, back in the
Young, a lack on daily things
thought too much, homie, never trip
I got drunk as fuck, the blaze sticks
Look out for them out to get you
So (? ? ? ) to tank your pistol with you (your pistol nigga)
get swallowed in the game
I and bust hollows to peer, duck and frame
Yo nigga, that sounds like I did it
blaze the (? ? ? ) without the (? ? ? )
Niggaz look like they're up like tired bitches
With the eyes gone you spit the hard boom
Wiping shit the fuck out typhoons
With the little homeboys, t-bone and
Motherfucker ask me for shit
Fuck you believe in, little bitch

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