Kurupt Dr. Dre * this song is one of three special bonus of the double CD
Intro:
it out Here's a penny for your A nicklebag of An M-16 with eighteen I'm all set to bust, Illustrious, don't question us
ask yourself the question How many can I fuck in one night? Just ask the question, nigga How many niggaz can I blast on
One: Kurupt
I'm ferocious, and you this nigga Bitches wear skirts, shake ass and 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 side and you glance, I'm in my G-Boy How the fuck you make it this 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 Just last night you can tell I'm addicted to the fast life Shouts out to my Mad and Quell You go on and fuck Misty, while I Michelle
Chorus:
ask yourself the question How many hoes can I fuck in one ask yourself the question How many niggaz can I on sight? Just ask the question (Girl: Is it to ride) or is it cool to fuck? Just ask the question I don't know why these motherfuckers wanna with us
Verse Two:
What you wanna do, me? Bump my crib? Bust and my bitch, nigga? I thought a nigga would trip off a piece of ass that he know he could get Any day (any day) and any (any time) You'se a vegetarian (what?), I like beef, turkey and and chips, chips and dip Fuck it, hand me my knife and my I'm not too picky nigga, young Gotti A.K.A. Low Ricky (what up momma?) Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, titanic tarantula. On a creep homie, up sleep homie, supposed to know it Look, I'm hazardous to health, nigga, bitch, Don't ask me 'till you ask yourself
Chorus: Dr. Dre &
Just ask yourself the 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 cool to Just ask the question I don't know why these motherfuckers wanna with us
Verse Dr. Dre
What the fuck is up? Man a bitch You put your pistol to the sky, kill a million motherfuckers and get in order to be cool Man, a motherfucking fool (speak to these niggaz) I thought the same way, back in the Young, with a lack on things Never thought too much, homie, trip 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 and bust hollows to peer, duck and frame Yo nigga, shit sounds like I did it blaze the ??? without the top bullet Niggaz look like they're doped up like bitches With the eyes wide gone you the hard boom Wiping shit the fuck out typhoons With the homeboys, T-bone and cartoons Motherfucker ask me for shit Fuck everything you in, little bitch
Kurupt
Just ask the question How many can I fuck 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 to fuck? ask yourself the question I don't know why these motherfuckers wanna with us
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