His rapping debut was on Dr. Dre's The Chronic in 1992, as a part of the duo Tha Dogg Pound with Daz. The two were among the first acts signed to Death Row Records. He released an album with Daz called Dogg Food in 1995 on Death Row Records. Kurupt became friends with the late rapper Tupac Shakur when Tupac signed with Death Row in 1996, and it was Tupac who gave him the nickname Young Gotti.
In 1997 Kurupt left Death Row records for a position at Antra Records as an A&R, but still remained on good terms with Suge and appeared on many albums published by Death Row. In 1998 under Artimus Records he released a double album called Kuruption which went platinum. Shortly after that he released The Streetz is a Mutha which also went platinum. In 2001 Tha Dogg Pound released 2002 under Death Row and Gotti & Dillinger under DPG and Artimus Records. That year Kurupt also released his third solo LP Space Boogie.
In 2002 Kurupt met back up with Death Row CEO Suge Knight shortly after he got out of jail and re-signed with Death Row Records (now renamed Tha Row). By signing with Tha Row, Kurupt started a feud with Daz, Snoop and all of the DPGC, his old friends.
In 2005, Kurupt finally released the long-awaited album Against The Grain. It was constantly delayed and though it was to be the first original musical release from Tha Row in many years, it was finally put out via Koch Records, which at the time distributed Death Row albums; they were sold all distribution rights. However, Kurupt and his label blamed lack of promotion for the release on heavy editing by the Koch staff.
On April 13, 2005, Kurupt reunited with his fellow Dogg Pound mates through the peace meeting labelled "Protect the West", in which several other West Coast rap icons united to put aside their differences in hope of banding together to bring the West Coast back to prominence in hip-hop. Snoop Dogg organized the gathering at which he also made peace with Kurupt's label CEO Suge Knight.
At this time, Kurupt also introduced to the world his latest protege, the rapper Immense. The two met in 2001 and Kurupt became his mentor soon after. He then took Immense to Def Jam president and Roc-a-Fella Records owner Jay-Z, whereupon Jay signed him as the first artist on "Roc-A-Fella West", a West Coast extention of the Roc.
From 2000, Kurupt was in a relationship with the female rapper Natina Reed of the group Blaque. They were going to get married in August 2001, but delayed the marriage for career reasons. Ultimately, their commitment did not last after that.
Aside from being a solo artist, Kurupt is also a member of a number of Hip-Hop groups as well. In 2000, Kurupt teamed up with Canibus, Ras Kass and Killah Priest to form rap supergroup The 4 Horsemen. Later on, he began the supergroup The Riflemen with Mobb Deep, Jayo Felony, 40 Glocc, and The Alchemist.
Questions
Kurupt Lyrics
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Kurupt:
Check it out
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?
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 (???)
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:
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 don't know why these motherfuckers want to fuck with us
What you want to 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 (Dre)
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 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
Don't blaze the (???) without the (???)
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:
what, what?
The song "Ask Yourself A Question" by Kurupt featuring Dr. Dre touches upon topics of violence, sexual promiscuity, and materialism. Kurupt starts the song by saying "Here's a penny for your thoughts, a nicklebag of bliss, an M16 with eighteen clips. I'm all set to bust treacherous, illustrious, homie don't question us." Here, Kurupt is saying that he is ready to go to war and has all the necessary tools to do so. He then asks the listeners to ask themselves a question: "How many hoes can I fuck in one night? How many niggaz can I blast on sight?" Kurupt is braggadocious and boasts about his sexual escapades and willingness to use violence.
Dr. Dre's verse in the song talks about his past experiences with not thinking things through and making poor choices. He talks about how he used to get drunk and high and never thought too much about things. Dre also warns listeners to watch out for those who might be out to get them and to always be prepared. He ends his verse by saying "Fuck everything you believe in, little bitch." This line implies that Dre is rebellious and doesn't care about conventions or the opinions of others.
Overall, "Ask Yourself A Question" is a song about living life on one's own terms, even if that means engaging in reckless behavior. It's a reflection of the gangsta rap culture prevalent in the 90s and early 2000s.
Line by Line Meaning
Check it out
Listen to me
Here's a penny for your thoughts a nicklebag of bliss
I'm giving you something to think about and some drugs to feel good
An M 16 with eighteen clips
I'm ready to shoot with multiple rounds
I'm all set to bust treacherous
I am prepared to commit dangerous acts
Illustrious homie don't question us
We are famous and successful, don't doubt us
Just ask yourself the question
You need to ask yourself
How many hoes can I fuck in one night?
How many women can I have sex with in a single night?
Just ask yourself the question nigga
You need to ask yourself, dude
How many niggaz can I blast on sight?
How many people can I shoot on sight?
I'm ferocious and you knows this nigga
I am fierce and you already know that
Bitches wear skirts, shake ass and bump
Women wear skirts and dance provocatively
I pop pistols, that's all I do
I shoot guns, it's my thing
I pop one at him and pop two at you
I will shoot one at one person and two at another
I'm illusive, I'ma glock it
I'm hard to catch and I'll shoot with my gun
Pistol popping activist with the key to the bucket
I shoot guns and I have the power to make things happen
I rip your pockets of the side of your pants
I will steal from you
You glare to the side and you glance, I'm in my (???)
You look away and I'm already gone (unknown what he is referring to)
How the fuck you make it this far?
How did you manage to survive until now?
No matter where you at, or who you are
It doesn't matter where you are or who you are
People treat me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
People respect me like they respect a famous basketball player
I hear ooh's and aah's when I jumps in my car
People admire and praise me when I get in my car
Just from last night you can tell that I'm addicted to the fast life
From my behavior last night, you can see that I love to live fast
Shouts out to my homeboys Mad and Quell
Greetings to my friends Mad and Quell
You go on and fuck Misty, while I fuck Michelle
You have sex with Misty, and I'll have sex with Michelle
Just ask yourself the question
You need to ask yourself
Is it cool to ride, or is it cool to fuck?
Is it more desirable to drive around or have sex?
Just ask yourself the question
You need to ask yourself
I don't know why these motherfuckers want to fuck with us
I don't understand why people want to mess with us
What you want to do, penetrate me?
Are you trying to attack me sexually?
Bump my crib? Bust and fuck my bitch, nigga?
Are you trying to come to my house and have sex with my woman?
I never thought a nigga would trip
I never thought that someone would get upset
off a little piece of ass that he know he could get
over a small amount of sex that he knows he can have
Any day (any day) and any time (any time)
Any day and any time of the day
You'se a vegetarian (what?), I like beef, turkey and pork
You don't eat meat, but I do - I like different kinds of meat
Fish and chips, chips and dip
I like eating fish and chips and chips with dip
Fuck it, hand me my knife and my fork
I don't care, give me my utensils
I'm not too picky nigga, Kurupt young Gotti
I'm not too selective, I am Kurupt, also known as Young Gotti
A.K.A. Low Ricky nigga (what up momma?)
Also known as Low Ricky (greeting to his mother)
Substantialar, tyrannosaurus, gigantic titanic tarantula
Referring to himself as a large, deadly animal
On a creep homie, wake up
I am sneaking up on you, so you better be alert
Don't sleep homie, supposed to know it
Don't be ignorant, you should already know this
Look, I'm hazardous to health, nigga, bitch, nigga
I am dangerous, sucka
Don't ask me shit 'till you ask yourself
Don't ask me anything until you have asked yourself first
What the fuck is up? Man life's a bitch
What's going on? Life is tough, man
You gotta put your pistol to the sky, kill a million motherfuckers and get high in order to be cool
You have to be violent and kill people and do drugs to be cool
Man, you'se a motherfucking fool (speak to these niggaz)
You are a foolish, stupid individual (speaking to others)
I thought the same way, back in the days
I used to think the same thing in the past
Young, with a lack on daily things
Being young and not having everything you need
Never thought too much, homie, never trip
Not thinking much and not worrying about things
I got drunk as fuck, the homies blaze sticks
I got really drunk and my friends smoked marijuana
Look out for them niggaz out to get you
Be careful of people who want to harm you
So (???) forgetting to tank your pistol with you (your pistol nigga)
Don't forget to bring your gun with you
Niggaz get swallowed in the game
People get consumed and lost in the dangerous lifestyle
I cock and bust hollows to peer, duck and frame
I shoot and aim (using hollow points) to kill enemies and dodge police
Yo nigga, that shit sounds like I did it
That situation sounds like something I did before
Don't blaze the (???) without the (???))
Don't shoot your gun without the necessary ammunition (unknown what he is referring to)
Niggaz look like they're doped up like tired bitches
People look high and tired
With the eyes wide gone you spit the hard boom
With eyes dilated, you speak with anger and intensity
Wiping shit the fuck out like typhoons
I am eliminating everything like a strong hurricane
With the little homeboys, T-bone and cartoons
With my small friends, T-bone and cartoons
Motherfucker don't ask me for shit
Don't ask me for anything
Fuck everything you believe in, little bitch
I don't care about what you believe, you weak person
what, what?
Expression of confusion or disbelief
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