Текст (слова) песни: Kurupt - Ask Yourself a Question

Kurupt:

Check it out

Heres a penny for your thoughts, a nicklebag of bliss

An m-16 with eighteen clips

Im all set to bust, treacherous

Illustrious, homie dont 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?

Im ferocious, and you knows this nigga

Bitches wear skirts, shake ass and bump

I pop pistols, thats all I do

I pop one at him and pop two at you

Im illusive, ima 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, Im in my (? ? ? )

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 oohs and aahs when I jumps in my car

Just from last night you can tell

That Im addicted to the fast life

Shouts out to my homeboys mad and quell

You go on and fuck misty, while I fuck michelle

Chorus:

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

Is it cool to ride, or is it cool to fuck?

Just ask yourself the question

I dont know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us

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)

Youse a vegetarian (what? ), I like beef, turkey and pork

Fish and chips, chips and dip

Fuck it, hand me my knife and my fork

Im 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

Dont sleep homie, supposed to know it

Look, Im hazardous to health, nigga, bitch, nigga

Dont ask me shit till you ask yourself

Chorus (dre)

Dre:

What the fuck is up? man lifes a bitch

You gotta put your pistol to the sky,

Kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be cool

Man, youse 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 get you

So (? ? ? ) 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

Dont blaze the (? ? ? ) without the (? ? ? )

Niggaz look like theyre 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 dont ask me for shit

Fuck everything you believe in, little bitch

Chorus

Kurupt:

What, what?

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Kurupt - Ask Yourself a Question Kurupt: Check it out Heres a penny for your thoughts, a nicklebag of bliss An m-16 with eighteen clips Im all set to bust, treacherous Illustrious, homie dont 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? Im ferocious, and you knows this nigga Bitches wear skirts, shake ass and bump I pop pistols, thats all I do I pop one at him and pop two at you Im illusive, ima 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, Im in my (? ? ? ) 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 oohs and aahs when I jumps in my car Just from last night you can tell That Im addicted to the fast life Shouts out to my homeboys mad and quell You go on and fuck misty, while I fuck michelle Chorus: 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 Is it cool to ride, or is it cool to fuck? Just ask yourself the question I dont know why these motherfuckers wanna fuck with us 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) Youse a vegetarian (what? ), I like beef, turkey and pork Fish and chips, chips and dip Fuck it, hand me my knife and my fork Im 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 Dont sleep homie, supposed to know it Look, Im hazardous to health, nigga, bitch, nigga Dont ask me shit till you ask yourself Chorus (dre) Dre: What the fuck is up? man lifes a bitch You gotta put your pistol to the sky, Kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be cool Man, youse 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 get you So (? ? ? ) 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 Dont blaze the (? ? ? ) without the (? ? ? ) Niggaz look like theyre 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 dont ask me for shit Fuck everything you believe in, little bitch Chorus Kurupt: What, what? Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Ask Yourself a Question: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/8817.html Все тексты песен: Kurupt » Kurupt - CWalk » Kurupt - We Can Freak It » Kurupt - Bitches » Kurupt - Space Boogie » Kurupt - Gimmewhutchagot » Kurupt - Kuruption! (Disc 1 » Kurupt - Step Up » Kurupt - Ya Can`t Trust Nobody » Kurupt - Fresh » Kurupt - It`s a Set Up » Kurupt - Another Day » Kurupt - It Ain`t About You » Kurupt - Sunshine » Kurupt - Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha » Kurupt - I`m Back » Kurupt - Ho`s a Housewife » Kurupt - Girls All Pause » Kurupt - I Didn`t Change » Kurupt - Welcome Home » Kurupt - It`s Over Рекомендуем скачать: » Девятый район - Черный король » Дмитрий Шульпов - Про кота » Динамит - На двоих » Дмитрий Тарасов - Отец » Дмитрий Гагуа - Одиннадцатое марта » Диана Феоктистова - Неоконченный вальс » Девочки - Ведь я такая » Дюна - Макаронэ » Дюмин Александр - Каторжанская » Демидыч - Девка рыжая осень » Дмитрий Маликов - Выпью до дна » Диана Гурцкая - Ты здесь » Диана Коденко - Черные хроники Арды » Давид Тухманов - Вечная весна » Диана Гурцкая - Я не люблю тебя » Дмитрий Васько - И будет день когда... » Дмитрий Воронков - Воспоминанье о любви » Дюмин Александр - Джанкойский этап » Дубовый Гаайъ - Hе убивай на бумаге » Дмитрий Шульпов - Весна в тундре
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