ask yourself a question bonus cut

kurupt featuring dr. dre
- this song is one of three special bonus cuts of the double cd
intro: kurupt
check it out
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 fuck in one night?
just ask yourself the question, nigga
how many niggaz can i blast on sight?
verse one: kurupt
i´m ferocious, and you knows this nigga
bitches wear skirts, shake ass 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 g-boy stance
how the fuck 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 fuck misty, while i fuck michelle
chorus: kurupt
just ask yourself the question
how many hoes can i fuck in one night?
just ask yourself the question
how many niggaz can i blast on sight?
just ask yourself the question
(girl: is it cool to ride) or is it cool to fuck?
just ask yourself the question
i don´t know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us
verse two: kurupt
what you wanna do, penetrate me?
bump my crib? bust and fuck my bitch, nigga?
i never thought a nigga would trip
off a little piece of ass 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
fuck it, hand me my knife and my fork
i´m not too picky nigga, kurupt young gotti
a.k.a. low ricky nigga (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, nigga, bitch, nigga
don´t ask me shit ´till you ask yourself
chorus: dr. dre & kurupt
just ask yourself the question
how many hoes can i fuck in one night?
just ask yourself the question
how many niggaz can i blast on sight?
just ask yourself the question
(girl: is it cool to ride) or is it cool to fuck?
just ask yourself the question
i don´t know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us
verse three: dr. dre
what the fuck is up? man life´s a bitch
you gotta put your pistol to the sky,
kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be cool
man, you´se a motherfucking fool (speak to these niggaz)
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 fuck, the homies blaze sticks
look out for them niggaz out to catch us
so i´ma stay forgetting to tank your pistol with you (your pistol nigga)
niggaz get swallowed in the game
i cock and bust hollows to peer, duck and frame
yo nigga, that shit sounds like i did it
don´t blaze the??? without the top bullet
niggaz look like they´re doped up like tired bitches
with the eyes wide gone you spit the hard boom
wiping shit the fuck out like typhoons
with the little homeboys, t-bone and cartoons
motherfucker don´t ask me for shit
fuck everything you believe in, little bitch
chorus: kurupt
just ask yourself the question
how many hoes can i fuck in one night?
just ask yourself the question
how many niggaz can i blast on sight?
just ask yourself the question
(girl: is it cool to ride) or is it cool to fuck?
just ask yourself the question
i don´t know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us
what, what?