[Intro: Kurupt]Check it outHere's a penny for your thoughts
A nicklebag of blissAn M-16 with eighteen clipsI'm all set
to bust, treacherousIllustrious, homie don't question us
Just 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: Kurupt]I'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 Michelle [Chorus: Kurupt]Just 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 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 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 shit 'till you
ask yourself [Chorus: Dr. Dre & Kurupt]Just 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 us [Verse Three: Dr. Dre]What 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 bitch [Chorus: Kurupt]Just 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 us What, what?
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