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

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

Intro:

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

Just ask yourself the
How many hoes can I in one night?
Just ask the question, nigga
How many can I blast 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, I'ma it
Pistol popping activist with the key to the
I rip your of the side of your pants
You to the side and you glance, I'm in my G-Boy stance
How the you make it this far?
No matter you at, or who you are
People me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
I ooh's and aah's when I jumps in my car
Just from last night you can
that I'm addicted to the fast
Shouts out to my Mad and Quell
You go on and Misty, while I fuck Michelle

Kurupt

Just ask yourself the
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 to ride) or is it cool to fuck?
Just ask yourself the
I don't know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck us

Two: Kurupt

What you do, penetrate me?
Bump my crib? Bust and my bitch, nigga?
I never thought a nigga trip
off a little 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, me my knife and my fork
I'm not too picky nigga, Kurupt young
A.K.A. Low nigga (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 shit 'till you ask

Chorus: Dr. Dre &

Just ask 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 cool to ride) or is it cool to
Just ask the question
I don't know why these motherfuckers fuck with us

Three: Dr. Dre

What the is up? Man life's a bitch
You put your pistol to the sky,
kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be
Man, you'se a motherfucking fool (speak to niggaz)
I thought the same way, in the days
Young, with a lack on things
Never thought too much, homie, never
I got drunk as fuck, the blaze sticks
Look out for them out to catch us
So I'ma stay forgetting to tank your pistol you (your pistol nigga)
Niggaz get in the game
I cock and bust hollows to peer, and frame
Yo nigga, that shit sounds I did it
blaze the ??? without the top bullet
Niggaz like they're doped 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
Motherfucker don't ask me for
Fuck everything you believe in, little

Kurupt

Just ask yourself the
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 to ride) or is it cool to fuck?
ask yourself the question
I don't know why these motherfuckers wanna with us

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