Ask Yourself A Question Lyrics

Artist: Kurupt featuring Dr. DreAlbum: Kuruption! (West Coast Edition)Song: Ask Yourself A Question (Bonus Cut) ** this song is one of three special bonus cuts of the double CDIntro: KuruptCheck it outHere's a penny for your thoughtsA nicklebag of blissAn M-16 with eighteen clipsI'm all set to bust, treacherousIllustrious, homie don't question usJust ask yourself the questionHow many hoes can I fuck in one night?Just ask yourself the question, niggaHow many niggaz can I blast on sight?Verse One: KuruptI'm ferocious, and you knows this niggaBitches wear skirts, shake ass and bumpI pop pistols, that's all I doI pop one at him and pop two at youI'm illusive, I'ma glock itPistol popping activist with the key to the bucketI rip your pockets of the side of your pantsYou glare to the side and you glance, I'm in my G-Boy stanceHow the fuck you make it this far?No matter where you at, or who you arePeople treat me like Kareem Abdul JabbarI hear ooh's and aah's when I jumps in my carJust from last night you can tellthat I'm addicted to the fast lifeShouts out to my homeboys Mad and QuellYou go on and fuck Misty, while I fuck MichelleChorus: KuruptJust ask yourself the questionHow many hoes can I fuck in one night?Just ask yourself the questionHow 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 questionI don't know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with usVerse Two: KuruptWhat you wanna do, penetrate me?Bump my crib? Bust and fuck my bitch, nigga?I never thought a nigga would tripoff a little piece of ass that he know he could getAny day (any day) and any time (any time)You'se a vegetarian (what?), I like beef, turkey and porkFish and chips, chips and dipFuck it, hand me my knife and my forkI'm not too picky nigga, Kurupt young GottiA.K.A. Low Ricky nigga (what up momma?)Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic titanic tarantula.On a creep homie, wake upDon't sleep homie, supposed to know itLook, I'm hazardous to health, nigga, bitch, niggaDon't ask me siht 'till you ask yourselfChorus: Dr. Dre & KuruptJust ask yourself the questionHow many hoes can I fuck in one night?Just ask yourself the questionHow 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 questionI don't know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with usVerse Three: Dr. DreWhat the fuck is up? Man life's a bitchYou gotta put your pistol to the sky,kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be coolMan, you'se a motherfucking fool (speak to these niggaz)I thought the same way, back in the daysYoung, with a lack on daily thingsNever thought too much, homie, never tripI got drunk as fuck, the homies blaze sticksLook out for them niggaz out to catch usSo I'ma stay forgetting to tank your pistol with you (your pistol nigga)Niggaz get swallowed in the gameI cock and bust hollows to peer, duck and frameYo nigga, that shit sounds like I did itDon't blaze the ??? without the top bulletNiggaz look like they're doped up like tired bitchesWith the eyes wide gone you spit the hard boomWiping shit the fuck out like typhoonsWith the little homeboys, T-bone and cartoonsMotherfucker don't ask me for shitFuck everything you believe in, little bitchChorus: KuruptJust ask yourself the questionHow many hoes can I fuck in one night?Just ask yourself the questionHow 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 questionI don't know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with usWhat, what?