Luyện nghe bài hát Ask Yourself A Question (Bonus Cut) *

Kurupt Dr. Dre
* this song is one of three special bonus of the double CD

Kurupt

it out
Here's a penny for your
A nicklebag of
An M-16 with clips
I'm all set to bust,
Illustrious, homie don't us

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

Verse Kurupt

I'm ferocious, and you knows 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
popping activist with the key to the bucket
I rip your pockets of the of your pants
You glare to the side and you glance, I'm in my G-Boy
How the fuck you make it far?
No where you at, or who you are
People treat me like Kareem Abdul
I hear ooh's and aah's when I in my car
from last night you can tell
that I'm addicted to the life
Shouts out to my Mad and Quell
You go on and Misty, while I fuck Michelle

Chorus:

Just ask yourself the
How many hoes can I in one night?
ask yourself the question
How niggaz can I blast on sight?
Just ask yourself the
(Girl: Is it cool to ride) or is it cool to
ask yourself the question
I know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us

Verse Two:

What you do, penetrate me?
my crib? Bust and fuck my bitch, nigga?
I thought a nigga would trip
off a little piece of ass that he know he get
Any day (any day) and any (any time)
a vegetarian (what?), I like beef, turkey and pork
Fish and chips, and dip
Fuck it, hand me my and my fork
I'm not too picky nigga, Kurupt Gotti
A.K.A. Low Ricky (what up momma?)
Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, titanic tarantula.
On a homie, wake up
Don't sleep homie, to know it
Look, I'm hazardous to health, nigga, bitch,
Don't ask me 'till you ask yourself

Dr. Dre & Kurupt

Just ask the question
How hoes can I fuck in one night?
Just ask yourself the
How many niggaz can I blast on
Just ask the question
(Girl: Is it cool to ride) or is it to fuck?
Just ask the question
I know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us

Verse Dr. Dre

What the is up? Man life's a bitch
You put your pistol to the sky,
kill a million and get high in order to be cool
Man, a motherfucking fool (speak to these niggaz)
I the same way, back in the days
Young, with a lack on daily
Never thought too much, homie, never
I got as fuck, the homies blaze sticks
Look out for them niggaz out to us
So I'ma stay forgetting to your pistol with you (your pistol nigga)
Niggaz get in the game
I cock and bust to peer, duck and frame
Yo nigga, that shit sounds I did it
blaze the ??? without the top bullet
Niggaz look like they're doped up like bitches
With the eyes wide you spit the hard boom
Wiping shit the out like typhoons
With the little homeboys, T-bone and
Motherfucker don't ask me for
Fuck everything you believe in, little

Kurupt

Just ask the question
How many hoes can I fuck in one
Just ask yourself the
How many can I blast on sight?
Just ask the question
(Girl: Is it cool to ride) or is it to fuck?
Just ask the question
I don't why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us

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