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

[Suga
his here? This for them suckas
Nigga I came a long line of playas
ain't scared of NAR' ONE OF Y'ALL 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
why yo raggety-ass attitude is fucked up now
Freeeeee......hahaha
Bitch swingin' on my sayin WEEEEE!
The pimpin' is crackin' so I feel like tonight (aight)
Now them 70 niggas? 30 gon' us
That's why I play the role, control
and throw them off these dirty gators
See was torn
if I bought me somethin' to eat, shit
I bought you somethin too, MINE IS YOURS!
BUT NOW?! You'd rather bring me down and see me
Walkin' wit my head down straight on y'all

The me Honcho
I like to
I'm 'bout to barbecue a bitch the charcoal
Am I a star? NO Ya' in my NO
My name is Soopafly, bitch so ya' all
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 that hoe better
I pimp across the
read ya' motherfuckin' press telegram
Snoop Dogg me that
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin on this funky
Bang E.S. we it up got the bitches singin' the rest
We blastin' motherfuckers, run up and come
Better, hide yo and fasten yo vest
No bullshit, take yo bitches so quick and so (so fast)
Fuck wit' us put a foot up yo ass

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

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

OK, let the spray the K
Dippin hittin' bouncin' over ditches
Callicodes niggas, perhaps niggas
Trap or dap and niggas, I'M YOUNG GOTTSTRA
Put it up, pistols might a nigga
For my nigga Kurizzle was nizzle my nigga
LIke a bitch or a busta, bust a, four
surface the air wit a homie, wait for the whistle
Who you thought we Temperatures might rise
Before everybody feel the fire the 5's
I told Daz we 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 dick in yo
Dogghouse (woof, woof, woof, woof)
and I'm out, put a dick in yo mouth, ya bitch

Like this, for the of the game
Bitch jaw-jackin' get ?blasted? out the frame
Let them punk you up
You up and got stomped the fuck 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 wanna say the word is
word is bond, then, I attack like hunter
You rhyme like the other Hunter
Hunter, fake a gangbang fronter
Capital D to the
H-O-U-S-E in ya mouth, oh bitch if ya didn't know
Long Beach City dirty THE SOUTH!

Lou]
?Wit Suga Free in? I'm in this leanin'
I'm to do it umm, meant to do it
Stayed on my toes like the pimpin', watching the corner
Much love to my rippin', in California
Doin it big my nigga Bad, these niggas mad
At the Benz, guzzlin' Henn
Dogghouse and we all in, ballin'
Goldie got a couple of hoppin' out the Rolls, we chillin

[Goldie
I in bangin 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 when I do it
Bust on the microphone, on the microphone?
Yeah this nigga like Tracy, Deee
Bang his ass, slap his ass in the
Catch him wit the headlock, pistol whippin' wit the
Goldie Loc about to set up shop
These motherfuckers like me anyway
Shit, I got nothing to say, wit no time to play
What these motherfuckers I was about?
When I 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 it's the of the click
Known to sleep a quick
So watch how ya' gums speakin' on the wrist
I drew the diagram how to mash the
Never hesitated when it came to thangs
the knuckle shoes buckle when we lock and strap
I'm a real rider nigga you can the act
I got and bars from a life at war
Twice as hard, as 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 from my time of
Then I'm out for gettin' mine till I 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 motherfuckers think this game's

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[Mixmaster
Oh, good evening Topp Dogg I'm so glad 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 a waitin' and a waitin', as I can see
So treat me 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, that never fade
The name of the chain's Spade
A sure shot, body
A c'mon everybody get ready to
A sure shot, rockin'
A everybody..............

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