Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

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

What is it? This for them,
Nigga, I came a long line of playas
That scared of nar' one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these wanna see me catch a case and get struck out
But I'm laughin' to knock they ass the fuck out

Bitch, actin' like a stuck up clown
why yo raggety ass attitude is fucked up now
Suga Free, bitch swingin' on my sayin', wee
The pimpin' is crackin' so I like mackin' tonight
(Aight)

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

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

The me Honcho, I like to sparkle
I'm 'bout to barbecue a bitch like the
Am I a No, ya' in my car? No
My is Soopafly, bitch so ya' all know

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

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

Better, hide yo chest and fasten yo
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 it in the kitchen
The homie say, send him pictures of bitches
And if they talkin' backwards, he'll have a homie's up
That nigga fucked Pat up, fuck havin' a tack up

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

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

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

Okay, let the spray the K
Dippin', hittin' switches over ditches
Callicodes, collapse niggas, perhaps
Trap or dap and clap niggas, I'm gottstra

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

Who you thought we Temperatures might rise
Before everybody the fire from the five's
I told Daz we to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and up the skies

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

Like this, for the of the game
Bitch 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
work or see the tears of a clown
Listen nit wit, you get wit
Try to sit, wit, and get yo split quick

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

D to the OGG
Capital HOUSE in ya
Oh bitch, if ya didn't
Beach City dirty like the south

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

Doin' it big with my nigga bad, these mad
At the Benz, guzzlin' Henn
Dogghouse and we all in, ballin'
Goldie got a couple of hoppin' out the Rolls, we chillin'

I in bangin' dub, minutes
(Twenty minutes)
All my niggas know, I no motherfucking gimp
I get down damn, runnin' from damn
nigga, Dogg Pound, bound

How you motherfuckers like me now when I do it
Bust on the microphone, on the microphone
Yeah this nigga like Tracy, Dee
Bang his ass, his ass in the striz neet

him wit the headlock, pistol whippin' wit the glock
Lil' Loc about to set up shop
motherfuckers don't like me anyway
Shit, I got nothing to say, wit no time to play

What these motherfuckers I was about?
When I bust this I put my dick in her mouth
Now all them got something to say
But I'ma tell 'em Lil' don't play, nigga

Yeah, it's the of the click
Known to sleep a nigga
So watch how ya' gums bump on the wrist
I drew the diagram how to mash the
Never hesitated when it came to thangs

the knuckle shoes buckle when we lock and strap
I'm a rider nigga you can drop the act
I got stripes and bars from a at war
Twice as hard, as niggas claim they y'all

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

It's going down, gangsta style
And fuck row, we'll take 'em out
We got the rap game bangin' now
What you motherfuckers think game's about?

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
(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 in the front, the gangsters in the rear
I'm not Dr. nor Mr. Hyde
Whoever told you that, told you a lie

You been a and a waitin' as I can see
So me like the pope and bow to your knees
Oh the genius on the mic is again
So get on the and go tell a friend

I been a waitin' for a as you all know
And now I'm back on the mic doggin' the
I got platinum 'round my neck will never fade
The name of the 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)
Dogghouse in ya
(We'll you go away)

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