Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

1998, Dogghouse Records on the scene
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 from a line of playas
That ain't scared of one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these wanna see me catch a case and get struck out
But I'm 'bout to knock they ass the fuck out

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

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

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

The me Honcho, I like 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 shit and don't give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man hoe better scram
I across the land, better read ya' motherfuckin' press telegram

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

Better, yo chest and fasten yo vest
No bullshit, take yo bitches so quick and so
(So fast)
wit' 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 pictures of
And if they talkin' backwards, he'll have a homie's up
That nigga fucked Pat up, fuck havin' a homies up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Showdown, got your three ring circus
Cannot or see the tears of a clown
nit wit, you can't get wit
Try to sit, wit, and get yo split quick

If you say the word is bond
Word is bond then I attack like hunter
You rhyme soft 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 like the south

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

Doin' it big with my nigga bad, niggas mad
At the 2001 Benz, Henn
It's Dogghouse and we all in,
Goldie got a couple of hoppin' out the Rolls, we chillin'

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

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

Catch him wit the headlock, whippin' wit the glock
Goldie Loc about to set up shop
These motherfuckers 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 dick in her
Now all niggas got something to say
But I'ma tell 'em Lil' Goldie don't play,

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

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

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

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

in ya mouth
Dogghouse in ya
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. Jekyll nor Mr.
Whoever you that, they told you a lie

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

I been a waitin' for a while as you all
And now I'm back on the mic the show
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 sure shot, a body
A everybody

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
(We'll you go away)