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

Free]
What his here? This for suckas
Nigga I came from a line of playas
ain't scared 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 they ass the out
Bitch actin' like a stuck up clown
That's why yo raggety-ass is fucked up now
Freeeeee......hahaha
Bitch on my dick sayin 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, control
and throw them off wit' these dirty
See time was
'cause if I bought me to eat, shit
I bought you somethin too, WHAT'S IS YOURS!
BUT NOW?! You'd rather bring me and see me fall
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, so ya' all know
Now heffer don't act stupid, 'cause who I am
The quick to talk shit and don't give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man hoe better scram
I across the land
read ya' motherfuckin' press telegram
Snoop Dogg told me
Now me back while I'm pimpin on this funky track
E.S. we givin' it up got the bitches singin' the rest
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 from the pen, so I catch it in the
The say, send him naked pictures of bitches
And if they talkin' backwards, have a homie's jackup
That nigga fucked Pat up, fuck havin' a homies up
We slap hoes that 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 niggas I'm paper chasin'

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

Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, this Kurupt bitch,

OK, let the homies the K
Dippin hittin' switches over ditches
Callicodes collapse niggas, perhaps
Trap or dap and clap niggas, I'M GOTTSTRA
Put it up, pistols sizzle a nigga
For shizzle my nigga 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
everybody feel the fire from the 5's
I told Daz we about to fry like fries
And them by 5's, and light up the skies
Crip that D.P.,
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 ring circus
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 wanna say the word is
word is bond, then, I attack ninja hunter
You rhyme soft like the 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 dirty like THE SOUTH!

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

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

Deee]
Yeah it's the genius of the
to sleep a nigga quick
So watch how ya' gums speakin' on the wrist
I drew the how to mash the game
hesitated when it came to blasting thangs
From the knuckle shoes buckle when we lock and
I'm a real rider nigga you can the act
I got stripes and bars from a at war
Twice as hard, as niggas claim they y'all
Criminal, lay 'em down for stacks and sacks
For the mic, used to trife the mass and gats
Do or die, to from my time of birth
I'm out for gettin' mine till I ride the hearse
It's going down, Dogghouse style
And fuck Row, we'll take 'em out
We got the whole rap bangin' now (C--RIP!!)
What you motherfuckers 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. nor Mr. Hyde
told you that, they told you a lie
You been a and a waitin', as I can see
So treat me like the pope and bow to knees
Oh the genius on the mic is again
So get on the phone and go 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 my neck, that will never fade
The name of the Mixmaster Spade
A sure shot, body
A everybody get ready to rock
A sure shot, body
A everybody..............

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