Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

[Snoop
1998, Records steps on the scene
Unlike any other record label, we to get green
And keep it clean, and oh so mean
So so tough, haha

Free]
What his here? for them suckas
Nigga I came a long line of playas
that ain't scared of NAR' ONE OF MOTHERFUCKERS!!
I see these niggas wanna see me catch a and get struck out
But I'm laughin', 'bout to they ass the fuck out
Bitch quit like a stuck up clown
That's why yo raggety-ass attitude is up now
Freeeeee......hahaha
Bitch on my dick sayin WEEEEE!
The pimpin' is crackin' so I feel like mackin' (aight)
Now them 70 niggas? 30 hate us
why I play the role, keep control
and them off wit' these dirty gators
See time was
'cause if I me somethin' to eat, shit
I bought you somethin too, MINE IS YOURS!
BUT NOW?! rather bring me down and see me fall
Walkin' wit my down straight dependin' on y'all

The me Honcho
I like to
I'm 'bout to barbecue a bitch the charcoal
Am I a NO Ya' in my car? NO
My is Soopafly, bitch so ya' all know
Now heffer don't act stupid, y'know who I am
The quick to talk shit and don't give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man that hoe better
I pimp the land
Better ya' motherfuckin' press telegram
Dogg told me that
Now blow me back I'm pimpin on this funky track
Bang E.S. we givin' it up got the singin' the rest
We blastin' motherfuckers, run up and come
Better, hide yo and fasten yo vest
No bullshit, take yo bitches so and so fast (so fast)
Fuck wit' us I'll put a up yo ass

Dogg]
Collect calls from the pen, so I it in the kitchen
The homie say, him naked pictures of bitches
And if they talkin' backwards, he'll have a jackup
That nigga fucked Pat up, havin' a homies tack up
We slap that step on toes of our DaDa's
and ask them niggas in the Source Awards I caught them
while y'all was pacin', the homies was bringin' up
Eliminating fake while I'm paper chasin'

[Snoop and
(woof) in ya mouth (we'll make you go away)
4X]

Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, this bitch, yeah

OK, let the spray the K
Dippin hittin' switches bouncin' over
Callicodes collapse niggas, niggas
Trap or dap and niggas, I'M YOUNG GOTTSTRA
Put it up, pistols sizzle a nigga
For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was nizzle my
LIke a bitch or a busta, a, four fizzle
the air miss wit a homie, wait for the whistle
Who you thought we was? Temperatures rise
everybody feel the fire from the 5's
I Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And seperate them by 5's, and light up the
Crip D.P., K-U-R-U-P-T
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 nigga get ?blasted? out the frame
Let them punk you up
You jumped up and got stomped the fuck down, now?
Showdown, got three ring circus 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 ninja
You rhyme soft the other Hunter
Heather Hunter, a gangbang fronter
Capital D to the
Capital in ya mouth, oh bitch if ya didn't know
Long Beach dirty like THE SOUTH!

[King
?Wit Free in? I'm in this motherfucker leanin'
I'm quick to do it umm, to do it
Stayed on my toes like the pimpin', watching the corner
love to my niggas rippin', in California
Doin it big with my nigga Bad, these mad
At the 2001 Benz, guzzlin'
It's Dogghouse and we all in,
Goldie got a couple of hoes out the Rolls, we chillin

[Goldie
I came in dub ?minutes? (20 minutes)
All my niggas know I ain't no motherfucking
I get down damn, runnin' damn town
Dogghouse nigga, Dogg bound
How you motherfuckers like me now I do it like
on the microphone, cuss on the microphone?
Yeah this nigga like Tracy, Deee
his ass, slap his ass in the striz-neet
Catch him wit the headlock, whippin' wit the glock
Lil' Loc about to set up shop
These motherfuckers don't me anyway
Shit, I got nothing to say, wit no time to play
What these thought I was about?
When I bust this bitch i put my dick in her
Now all them niggas got to say
But I'ma tell 'em Goldie don't play, nigga

[Tray
Yeah it's the of the click
Known to a nigga quick
So watch how ya' gums bump on the wrist
I drew the diagram how to the game
hesitated when it came to blasting thangs
From the shoes buckle when we lock and strap
I'm a rider nigga 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 for their stacks and sacks
For the mic, used to trife with the and gats
Do or die, to survive from my of birth
Then I'm out for gettin' till I ride the hearse
It's down, Dogghouse gangsta style
And fuck Death Row, we'll 'em out
We got the whole rap bangin' now (C--RIP!!)
What you think this game's about?

8x]

[Mixmaster
Oh, evening Topp Dogg I'm so glad you're here
All the in the front, the gangsters in the rear
I'm not Dr. Jekyll nor Mr.
Whoever told you that, they 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 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 the show
I got platinum 'round my neck, that will never
The of the chain's Mixmaster Spade
A sure shot, rockin'
A c'mon everybody get ready to
A shot, body rockin'
A everybody..............

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