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 eighteen I'm all set to bust, Illustrious, homie don't us
Just ask the question How many hoes can I fuck in one Just ask yourself the question, How niggaz can I blast on sight?
Verse One:
I'm ferocious, and you knows this 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 activist with the key to the bucket I rip your pockets of the side of your You glare to the and you glance, I'm in my G-Boy stance How the fuck you it this far? No matter you at, or who you are People treat me like Kareem Jabbar I hear ooh's and when I jumps in my car Just from last you can tell I'm addicted to the fast life Shouts out to my homeboys Mad and You go on and fuck Misty, while I fuck
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 cool to Just ask the question I don't why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us
Two: Kurupt
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 he know he could get Any day (any day) and any (any time) a vegetarian (what?), I like beef, turkey and pork Fish and chips, and dip it, hand me my knife and my fork I'm not too nigga, Kurupt young Gotti A.K.A. Low Ricky (what up momma?) Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, titanic tarantula. On a homie, wake up Don't sleep homie, supposed to it Look, I'm to health, nigga, bitch, nigga Don't ask me shit you ask yourself
Chorus: Dr. Dre &
Just ask yourself the How many hoes can I in one night? ask yourself the question How many 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 Dr. Dre
the fuck is up? Man life's a bitch You put your pistol to the sky, kill a million motherfuckers and get in order to be cool Man, you'se a motherfucking fool (speak to niggaz) I thought the same way, back in the Young, a lack on daily things thought too much, homie, never trip I got as fuck, the homies blaze sticks Look out for them niggaz out to us So I'ma stay forgetting to tank your pistol with you (your nigga) get swallowed in the game I cock and bust to peer, duck and frame Yo nigga, that sounds like I did it Don't blaze the ??? the top bullet Niggaz look like doped up like tired bitches the eyes wide gone you spit the hard boom Wiping the fuck out like typhoons With the homeboys, T-bone and cartoons Motherfucker don't ask me for Fuck everything you believe in, bitch
Chorus:
Just ask the question How hoes can I fuck in one night? Just ask yourself the How niggaz can I blast on sight? Just ask yourself the (Girl: Is it to ride) or is it cool to fuck? Just ask the question I don't know why these wanna fuck with us
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