Kurupt Dr. Dre * this song is one of three special bonus of the double CD
Intro:
it out Here's a penny for thoughts A of bliss An M-16 with eighteen I'm all set to bust, Illustrious, homie question us
ask yourself the question How many hoes can I fuck in one Just ask yourself the question, How niggaz can I blast on sight?
One: Kurupt
I'm ferocious, and you knows this wear skirts, shake ass and bump I pop pistols, all I do I pop one at him and pop two at you I'm illusive, I'ma it Pistol activist with the key to the bucket I rip your pockets of the of your pants You to the side and you glance, I'm in my G-Boy stance How the fuck you make it this No matter you at, or who you are People me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar I hear ooh's and aah's when I in my car Just last night you can tell that I'm addicted to the fast out to my homeboys Mad and Quell You go on and fuck Misty, while I fuck
Chorus:
Just ask yourself the How many hoes can I fuck in one ask yourself the question How many niggaz can I 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? Bump my crib? Bust and fuck my bitch, I never thought a nigga trip off a little piece of ass that he he could get Any day (any day) and any (any time) You'se a vegetarian (what?), I like beef, turkey and Fish and chips, and dip Fuck it, me my knife and my fork I'm not too picky nigga, young Gotti A.K.A. Low Ricky (what up momma?) Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic tarantula. On a creep homie, up sleep homie, supposed to know it Look, I'm hazardous to health, nigga, bitch, Don't ask me shit 'till you ask
Dr. Dre & Kurupt
Just ask the question How hoes can I fuck in one night? Just ask yourself the How niggaz can I blast on sight? ask yourself the question (Girl: Is it cool to ride) or is it to fuck? Just ask the question I don't know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck us
Three: Dr. Dre
What the fuck is up? Man a bitch You gotta put pistol to the sky, kill a million and get high in order to be cool Man, you'se a motherfucking fool (speak to niggaz) I the same way, back in the days Young, with a on daily things Never thought too much, homie, trip I got drunk as fuck, the blaze sticks out for them niggaz out to catch us So I'ma stay forgetting to your pistol with you (your pistol nigga) get swallowed in the game I cock and bust hollows to peer, and frame Yo nigga, shit sounds like I did it blaze the ??? without the top bullet Niggaz look like they're up like tired bitches With the wide gone you spit the hard boom Wiping shit the out like typhoons With the little homeboys, and cartoons don't ask me for shit Fuck you believe in, little bitch
Kurupt
Just ask the question How hoes can I fuck in one night? Just ask yourself the How many can I blast on sight? ask yourself the question (Girl: Is it cool to ride) or is it cool to ask yourself the question I don't know why these wanna fuck with us
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