Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

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

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

The call me
I to Spark-le
I'm 'bout to a bitch like the charcoal
Am I a NO Ya' in my car? NO
My name is Soopafly, so ya' all know
Now don't act stupid, 'cause y'know who I am
The quick to talk shit and don't give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man that hoe scram
I pimp across the
Better read ya' motherfuckin' press
Snoop Dogg told me
Now blow me back while I'm on this funky track
Bang E.S. we givin' it up got the bitches the rest
We motherfuckers, run up and come test
Better, yo chest and fasten yo vest
No bullshit, take yo so quick and so fast (so fast)
Fuck wit' us I'll put a up yo ass

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

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

Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, this bitch, yeah

OK, let the spray the K
Dippin hittin' switches bouncin' ditches
collapse niggas, perhaps niggas
Trap or dap and niggas, I'M YOUNG GOTTSTRA
Put it up, pistols might sizzle a
For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was my nigga
LIke a bitch or a busta, bust a, fizzle
surface the air miss wit a homie, for the whistle
Who you thought we was? Temperatures rise
Before feel the fire from the 5's
I told Daz we about to fry niggas like
And them by 5's, and light up the skies
that D.P., K-U-R-U-P-T
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in yo
Dogghouse (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Dippin' and I'm out, put a in yo mouth, ya bitch

Like this, for the sake of the
Bitch nigga jaw-jackin' get out the frame
Let them punk you up
You jumped up and got stomped the fuck down, what
Showdown, got your three ring Bozo's
cannot or see the tears of a clown
nit wit, you can't get wit
try to sit wit, and get yo shit quick
If you wanna say the word is
is bond, then, I attack like ninja hunter
You rhyme soft the other Hunter
Hunter, fake a gangbang fronter
Capital D to the
Capital H-O-U-S-E in ya mouth, oh if ya didn't know
Long Beach City dirty THE SOUTH!

Lou]
?Wit Suga Free in? I'm in motherfucker leanin'
I'm quick to do it umm, to do it
Stayed on my toes like the nigga pimpin', watching the
Much love to my niggas rippin', in
Doin it big with my Bad, these niggas mad
At the 2001 Benz, Henn
It's and we all in, ballin'
Goldie got a couple of hoes out the Rolls, we chillin

Loc]
I came in dub ?minutes? (20 minutes)
All my niggas know I ain't no gimp
I get damn, runnin' from damn town
nigga, Dogg Pound bound
How you like me now when I do it like
on the microphone, cuss on the microphone?
Yeah this nigga like Tracy, Deee
Bang his ass, slap his ass in the
Catch him wit the headlock, pistol wit the glock
Lil' Goldie Loc about to set up
These motherfuckers like me anyway
Shit, I ain't got nothing to say, wit no time to
What motherfuckers thought I was about?
I bust this bitch i put my dick in her mouth
Now all niggas got something to say
But I'ma tell 'em Lil' Goldie play, nigga

[Tray
Yeah the genius of the click
Known to sleep a quick
So watch how ya' gums bump on the wrist
I the diagram how to mash the game
Never hesitated it came to blasting thangs
From the knuckle shoes buckle when we and strap
I'm a real nigga you can drop the act
I got stripes and bars from a at war
as hard, as niggas claim they sheisty y'all
Criminal, lay 'em down for stacks and sacks
For the mic, to trife with the mass and gats
Do or die, to survive my time of birth
Then I'm out for mine till I ride the hearse
It's going down, gangsta style
And Death Row, we'll take 'em out
We got the whole rap game now (C--RIP!!)
What you motherfuckers think this about?

8x]

[Mixmaster
Oh, good Topp Dogg I'm so glad you're here
All the bitches in the front, the gangsters in the
I'm not Dr. Jekyll nor Mr.
told you that, they told you a lie
You been a and a waitin', as I can see
So treat me the pope and bow to your knees
Oh the genius on the mic is again
So get on the phone and go a friend
I been a waitin' for a while as you all
And now I'm back on the mic doggin' the
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 to rock
A sure shot, body
A everybody..............

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