Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

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

What is it? This for them,
Nigga, I from a long line of playas
That ain't scared of one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these niggas wanna see me catch a case and get out
But I'm laughin' 'bout to knock they ass the out

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

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

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

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

Now heffer act stupid, 'cuz y'know who I am
The nigga quick to talk shit and give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man that hoe scram
I pimp across the land, read ya' motherfuckin' press telegram

Snoop Dogg told me
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin' on this funky
Bang ES, we it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We motherfuckers, run up and come test

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

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

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

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

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

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

Put it up, pistols might sizzle a
For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was nizzle my
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 feel the fire the five's
I told Daz we about to fry niggas fries
And separate them by five's and up the skies

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

this, for the sake of the game
Bitch nigga jaw jackin', get out the frame
Let them punk, you up
You jumped up and got the fuck down, what now?

Showdown, got your three ring Bozo's
Cannot work or see the tears of a
nit wit, you can't get wit
Try to sit, wit, and get yo shit quick

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

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

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

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

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

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

Catch him wit the headlock, pistol whippin' wit the
Goldie Loc about to set up shop
These don't like me anyway
Shit, I ain't got nothing to say, wit no to play

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

Yeah, it's the genius of the
to sleep a nigga quick
So watch how ya' bump speakin' on the wrist
I drew the diagram how to the game
hesitated when it came to blasting thangs

From the knuckle shoes buckle 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 stacks and sacks
For the mic, used to trife with the mass and
Do or die to survive from my of birth
Then I'm out for gettin' till I ride the hearse

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

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

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

Dogghouse in ya
Dogghouse in ya
Dogghouse in ya
Dogghouse in ya

Oh, good evening Dogg I'm so glad you're here
All the bitches in the front, the in the rear
I'm not Dr. Jekyll nor Mr.
Whoever you that, they told you a lie

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

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

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

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
(We'll you go away)