Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

1998, Dogghouse Records steps on the
Unlike any other label, we plan to get green
And keep it clean and stay oh, so
So rough, so

is it? This for them, suckas
Nigga, I came a long line of playas
ain't scared of nar' one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see niggas wanna see me catch a case and get struck out
But I'm 'bout to knock they ass the fuck out

Bitch, quit like a stuck up clown
That's why yo raggety ass is fucked up now
Free, bitch swingin' on my dick sayin', wee
The is crackin' so I feel like mackin' tonight
(Aight)

Now them seventy niggas? Thirty hate us
why I play the role, keep control
And throw off wit' these dirty gators
See was torn

'Cuz if I me somethin' to eat, shit
I bought you too, what's mine is yours
But now you'd rather me down and see me fall
Walkin' wit my down, straight, dependin' on y'all

The call me Honcho, I like to
I'm 'bout to a bitch like the charcoal
Am I a star? No, ya' in my No
My name is Soopafly, bitch so ya' all

Now heffer don't act stupid, y'know who I am
The nigga quick to talk shit and don't a damn
I tell that hoe run, man hoe better scram
I pimp across the land, better read ya' motherfuckin' press

Snoop Dogg me that
Now blow me back I'm pimpin' on this funky track
ES, we givin' it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We blastin' motherfuckers, run up and test

Better, hide yo and fasten yo vest
No bullshit, take yo bitches so and so fast
(So fast)
wit' us, I'll put a foot up yo ass

Collect calls from the pen so I catch it in the
The homie say, him naked pictures of bitches
And if they talkin' backwards, he'll a homie's jack up
That fucked Pat up, fuck havin' a homies tack up

We hoes that step on toes of our dada's
And ask them niggas in the Source
When I caught them while y'all was pacin', the
Was bringin' up situations, eliminating fake niggas I'm paper chasin'

Dogghouse in ya
(We'll you go away)
in ya mouth
(We'll you go away)

Dogghouse in ya
(We'll you go away)
in ya mouth
(Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, Kurupt bitch, yeah
We'll you go away)

Okay, let the homies the K
Dippin', hittin' bouncin' over ditches
Callicodes, collapse niggas, perhaps
or dap and clap niggas, I'm young gottstra

Put it up, pistols might sizzle a
For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was nizzle my
Like a bitch or a busta, a, four fizzle
Surface the air wit a homie, wait for the whistle

Who you thought we was? might rise
Before feel the fire from the five's
I told Daz we about to fry niggas like
And them by five's and light up the skies

Crip that D P,
Dippin' and I'm out, put a in yo mouth
Dogghouse
(Woof, woof, woof, woof)
and I'm out, put a dick in yo mouth, ya bitch

Like this, for the sake of the
nigga jaw jackin', get blasted out the frame
Let punk, punk you up
You jumped up and got stomped the fuck down, what

Showdown, got three ring circus Bozo's
Cannot or see the tears of a clown
Listen nit wit, you get wit
Try to sit, wit, and get yo shit split

If you wanna say the is bond
Word is then I attack like ninja hunter
You rhyme like the other hunter
Heather Hunter, fake a bang fronter

D to the OGG
Capital HOUSE in ya
Oh bitch, if ya know
Long Beach City dirty like the

Wit Suga Free in, I'm in motherfucker leanin'
I'm to do it, umm, meant to do it
Stayed on my like the nigga pimpin', watching the corner
Much love to my rippin' in California

Doin' it big my nigga bad, these niggas mad
At the 2001 Benz, guzzlin'
It's and we all in, ballin'
got a couple of hoes hoppin' out the Rolls, we chillin'

I came in bangin' dub,
(Twenty minutes)
All my niggas know, I ain't no gimp
I get down damn, runnin' from town
nigga, Dogg Pound, bound

How you motherfuckers like me now I do it like?
Bust on the microphone, 'cuss on the
Yeah nigga like Tracy, Tray Dee
Bang his ass, slap his ass in the striz

him wit the headlock, pistol whippin' wit the glock
Lil' Goldie Loc about to set up
These motherfuckers like me anyway
Shit, I got nothing to say, wit no time to play

these motherfuckers thought I was about?
When I bust this bitch I put my in her mouth
Now all them niggas got to say
But tell 'em Lil' Goldie don't play, nigga

Yeah, it's the genius of the
Known to sleep a nigga
So watch how ya' gums bump speakin' on the
I drew the diagram how to the game
Never hesitated it came to blasting thangs

From the knuckle shoes buckle we lock and strap
I'm a real rider you can drop the act
I got and bars from a life at war
Twice as hard, as niggas claim sheisty y'all

Criminal, lay 'em down for stacks and sacks
For the mic, used to trife with the and gats
Do or die to from my time of birth
I'm out for gettin' mine till I ride the hearse

It's down, Dogghouse gangsta style
And death row, we'll take 'em out
We got the rap game bangin' now
What you motherfuckers think this game's

in ya mouth
(We'll you go away)
Dogghouse in ya
(We'll you go away)

in ya mouth
(We'll you go away)
in ya mouth
(We'll you go away)

Dogghouse in ya
in ya mouth
Dogghouse in ya
in ya mouth

Oh, good evening Topp Dogg I'm so glad you're
All the bitches in the front, the gangsters in the
I'm not Dr. nor Mr. Hyde
Whoever told you that, told you a lie

You a waitin' and a waitin' as I can see
So treat me like the and bow to your knees
Oh the genius on the mic is back
So get on the phone and go a friend

I been a waitin' for a as you all know
And now I'm back on the mic the show
I got 'round my neck that will never fade
The of the chain's Mixmaster Spade

A shot, a body rockin'
A c'mon get ready to rock
A shot, a body rockin'
A everybody

Dogghouse in ya
(We'll you go away)
in ya mouth
(We'll you go away)

in ya mouth
(We'll you go away)
Dogghouse in ya
(We'll you go away)