KURUPT lyrics : "Ask Yourself A Question"
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Here's a penny for your thoughts, a nicklebag of bliss
An m-16 with eighteen clips
I'm all set to bust, treacherous
Illustrious, homie don't question us
Just ask yourself the question
How many hoes can i $#&@ in one night?
Just ask yourself the question, ^!$$%
How many ^!$$%z can i blast on sight?
I'm ferocious, and you knows this ^!$$%
(*##$es wear skirts, shake $$# and bump
I pop pistols, that's all i do
I pop one at him and pop two at you
I'm illusive, i'ma glock it
Pistol popping activist with the key to the bucket
I rip your pockets of the side of your pants
You glare to the side and you glance, i'm in my (??)
How the $#&@ you make it this far?
No matter where you at, or who you are
People treat me like kareem abdul jabbar
I hear ooh's and aah's when i jumps in my car
Just from last night you can tell
That i'm addicted to the fast life
Shouts out to my homeboys mad and quell
You go on and $#&@ misty, while i $#&@ michelle
[Chorus:]
Just ask yourself the question
How many hoes can i $#&@ in one night?
Just ask yourself the question
How many ^!$$%z can i blast on sight?
Just ask yourself the question
Is it cool to ride, or is it cool to $#&@?
Just ask yourself the question
I don't know why these mother$#&@ers wanna $#&@ with us
What you wanna do, penetrate me?
Bump my crib? bust and $#&@ my (*##$, ^!$$%?
I never thought a ^!$$% would trip
Off a little piece of $$# that he know he could get
Any day (any day) and any time (any time)
You'se a vegetarian (what?), i like beef, turkey and pork
Fish and chips, chips and dip
$#&@ it, hand me my knife and my fork
I'm not too picky ^!$$%, kurupt young gotti
A.k.a. low ricky ^!$$% (what up momma?)
Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic titanic tarantula.
On a creep homie, wake up
Don't sleep homie, supposed to know it
Look, i'm hazardous to health, ^!$$%, (*##$, ^!$$%
Don't ask me %#@! 'till you ask yourself
[Chorus (dre)]
[Dre:]
What the $#&@ is up? man life's a (*##$
You gotta put your pistol to the sky,
Kill a million mother$#&@ers and get high in order to be cool
Man, you'se a mother$#&@ing fool (speak to these ^!$$%z)
I thought the same way, back in the days
Young, with a lack on daily things
Never thought too much, homie, never trip
I got drunk as $#&@, the homies blaze sticks
Look out for them ^!$$%z out to get you
So (??) forgetting to tank your pistol with you (your pistol ^!$$%)
^!$$%z get swallowed in the game
I @@#! and bust hollows to peer, duck and frame
Yo ^!$$%, that %#@! sounds like i did it
Don't blaze the (??) without the (??)
^!$$%z look like they're doped up like tired (*##$es
With the eyes wide gone you spit the hard boom
Wiping %#@! the $#&@ out like typhoons
With the little homeboys, t-bone and cartoons
Mother$#&@er don't ask me for %#@!
$#&@ everything you believe in, little (*##$
[Chorus]
[Kurupt:]
What, what?
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