Luyện nghe bài hát Dogghouse In Your Mouth

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

[Suga
What his here? This for suckas
Nigga I came from a long line of
that ain't of NAR' ONE OF Y'ALL MOTHERFUCKERS!!
I see these niggas see me catch a case and get struck out
But I'm laughin', 'bout to they ass the fuck out
Bitch quit like a stuck up clown
why yo raggety-ass attitude is fucked up now
Freeeeee......hahaha
Bitch swingin' on my dick WEEEEE!
The pimpin' is crackin' so I feel like mackin' (aight)
Now them 70 30 gon' hate us
That's why I play the role, keep
and throw off wit' these dirty gators
See was torn
'cause if I bought me somethin' to eat,
I bought you somethin too, WHAT'S IS YOURS!
BUT NOW?! You'd bring me down and see me fall
Walkin' wit my 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 act stupid, 'cause 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 pimp across the
read ya' motherfuckin' press telegram
Snoop Dogg told me
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin on funky track
Bang E.S. we givin' it up got the bitches singin' the
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)
wit' us I'll put a foot up yo ass

[Ruff
Collect calls the pen, so I catch it in the kitchen
The say, send him naked pictures of bitches
And if talkin' backwards, he'll have a homie's jackup
That nigga fucked Pat up, fuck havin' a tack up
We slap hoes that 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 chasin'

[Snoop and
Dogghouse (woof) in ya (we'll make you go away)
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Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, Kurupt bitch, yeah

OK, let the spray the K
Dippin hittin' switches bouncin' over
collapse niggas, perhaps niggas
Trap or dap and clap niggas, I'M GOTTSTRA
Put it up, pistols sizzle a nigga
For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was my nigga
LIke a bitch or a busta, bust a, fizzle
surface the air wit a homie, wait for the whistle
Who you thought we was? might 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
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 dick in yo mouth, ya

Like this, for the sake of the
nigga jaw-jackin' get ?blasted? out the frame
Let them punk you up
You jumped up and got stomped the down, what now?
Showdown, got your three circus Bozo's
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 wanna say the word is
is bond, then, I attack like ninja hunter
You rhyme soft the other Hunter
Heather Hunter, a gangbang fronter
D to the O-G-G
Capital in ya mouth, oh bitch if ya didn't know
Beach City dirty like THE SOUTH!

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

Loc]
I in bangin dub ?minutes? (20 minutes)
All my niggas know I ain't no gimp
I get down damn, runnin' damn town
Dogghouse nigga, Dogg Pound
How you motherfuckers like me now when I do it
on the microphone, cuss on the microphone?
Yeah this nigga like Tracy, Tray
Bang his ass, slap his ass in the
him wit the headlock, pistol whippin' wit the glock
Lil' Loc about to set up shop
These motherfuckers don't like me
Shit, I ain't got nothing to say, wit no to play
these motherfuckers 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 the genius of the click
to sleep a nigga quick
So watch how ya' bump speakin' on the wrist
I drew the diagram how to mash the
Never hesitated when it came to blasting
From the knuckle shoes buckle when we lock and
I'm a rider nigga you can drop the act
I got stripes and bars a life at war
Twice as hard, as niggas they sheisty y'all
Criminal, lay 'em for their 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 gettin' mine till I the hearse
It's going down, Dogghouse gangsta
And fuck Death Row, we'll 'em out
We got the rap game bangin' now (C--RIP!!)
What you think this game's about?

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[Mixmaster
Oh, good evening Topp Dogg I'm so you're here
All the bitches in the front, the gangsters in the
I'm not Dr. nor Mr. Hyde
Whoever told you that, told you a lie
You been a and a waitin', as I can see
So treat me like the 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 for a while as you all know
And now I'm on the mic doggin' the show
I got platinum 'round my neck, that will fade
The of the chain's Mixmaster Spade
A shot, body rockin'
A everybody get ready to rock
A shot, body rockin'
A everybody..............

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