Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

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

[Suga
What his This for them suckas
Nigga I from a long line of playas
that ain't scared of NAR' ONE OF MOTHERFUCKERS!!
I see these niggas see me catch a case and get struck out
But I'm laughin', 'bout to knock ass the fuck out
Bitch quit actin' like a 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 like mackin' tonight (aight)
Now them 70 niggas? 30 hate us
That's why I play the role, keep
and throw them off wit' dirty gators
See was torn
'cause if I bought me to eat, shit
I you somethin too, WHAT'S MINE IS YOURS!
BUT NOW?! You'd rather bring me down and see me
wit my head down straight dependin' on y'all

The call me
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 nigga to talk shit and don't give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man hoe better scram
I pimp the land
Better read ya' motherfuckin' press
Snoop Dogg told me
Now me back while I'm pimpin on this funky track
Bang E.S. we givin' it up got the bitches the rest
We motherfuckers, run up and come test
Better, hide yo chest and yo vest
No bullshit, take yo bitches so quick and so (so fast)
Fuck wit' us I'll put a up yo ass

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

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

Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, Kurupt bitch, yeah

OK, let the spray the K
hittin' switches bouncin' over ditches
Callicodes collapse niggas, niggas
Trap or dap and clap niggas, I'M GOTTSTRA
Put it up, pistols might sizzle a
For shizzle my Kurizzle was nizzle my nigga
LIke a bitch or a busta, bust a, fizzle
surface the air miss wit a homie, wait for the
Who you thought we was? Temperatures rise
Before everybody the fire from the 5's
I Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
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 in yo mouth
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 jaw-jackin' get ?blasted? out the frame
Let punk punk you up
You jumped up and got stomped the down, what 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 ninja
You rhyme soft like the Hunter
Heather Hunter, fake a fronter
D to the O-G-G
Capital H-O-U-S-E in ya mouth, oh bitch if ya know
Long Beach City dirty THE SOUTH!

Lou]
?Wit Free in? I'm in this motherfucker leanin'
I'm quick to do it umm, to do it
Stayed on my 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 2001 Benz, guzzlin'
It's and we all in, ballin'
Goldie got a of hoes hoppin' out the Rolls, we chillin

[Goldie
I came in bangin dub (20 minutes)
All my niggas know I ain't no motherfucking
I get down damn, runnin' from damn
Dogghouse nigga, Pound bound
How you motherfuckers like me now 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
him wit the headlock, pistol whippin' wit the glock
Lil' Goldie Loc to set up shop
motherfuckers 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 this bitch i put my dick in her mouth
Now all niggas got something to say
But I'ma 'em Lil' Goldie don't play, nigga

Deee]
Yeah it's the genius of the
Known to sleep a nigga
So watch how ya' bump speakin' on the wrist
I the diagram how to mash the game
Never when it came to blasting thangs
From the knuckle shoes when we lock and strap
I'm a real rider 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 for their 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 Death Row, take '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 bitches in the front, the in the rear
I'm not Dr. Jekyll nor Mr.
told you that, they told you a lie
You a waitin' and a waitin', as I can see
So treat me like the pope and bow to your
Oh the genius on the mic is back
So get on the and go tell a friend
I a waitin' for a while as you all know
And now I'm back on the mic doggin' the
I got platinum my neck, that will never fade
The name of the Mixmaster Spade
A shot, body rockin'
A c'mon everybody get to rock
A shot, body rockin'
A everybody..............

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