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 thoughts
A of bliss
An M-16 eighteen clips
I'm all set to bust,
Illustrious, homie question us

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

Verse Kurupt

I'm ferocious, and you this nigga
Bitches wear skirts, 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 side of your
You to the side and you glance, I'm in my G-Boy stance
How the you make it this far?
No where 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 from last you can tell
that I'm addicted to the life
Shouts out to my homeboys Mad and
You go on and Misty, while I fuck Michelle

Kurupt

Just ask yourself the
How many can I fuck in one night?
ask yourself the question
How niggaz can I blast on sight?
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 fuck with us

Verse Kurupt

What you wanna do, me?
my crib? Bust and fuck my bitch, nigga?
I never thought a nigga trip
off a little piece of ass that he know he get
Any day (any day) and any (any time)
You'se a vegetarian (what?), I beef, turkey and pork
and chips, chips and dip
Fuck it, hand me my and my fork
I'm not too nigga, Kurupt young Gotti
A.K.A. Low Ricky (what up momma?)
Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic 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 'till 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 the question
(Girl: Is it cool to ride) or is it cool to
Just ask yourself the
I don't why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us

Verse Dr. Dre

What the fuck is up? Man a bitch
You gotta put pistol to the sky,
kill a million motherfuckers and get in order to be cool
Man, you'se a fool (speak to these niggaz)
I the same way, back in the days
Young, with a lack on daily
Never thought too much, homie, trip
I got drunk as fuck, the 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, that sounds like I did it
Don't the ??? without the top bullet
Niggaz look like doped up like tired bitches
With the wide gone you spit the hard boom
Wiping shit the fuck out typhoons
the little homeboys, T-bone and cartoons
Motherfucker ask me for shit
Fuck everything you believe in, little

Chorus:

Just ask yourself the
How many hoes can I fuck in one
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 fuck with us

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