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Artiste : Snoop Dogg
Titre : Dogghouse In Your Mouth
(feat. Kurupt, Soopafly, RBX,Suga Free & others)

[Snoop Dogg]

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

[Suga Free]
What his here? This for them suckas
Nigga I came from a long line of playas
that ain´t scared of NAR´ ONE OF Y´ALL MOTHERFUCKERS!!
I see these niggas wanna see me catch a case and get struck out
But I´m laughin´, ´bout to knock they ass the fuck out
Bitch quit actin´ like a stuck up clown
That´s why yo raggety-ass attitude is fucked up now

Suga Freeeeee......hahaha
Bitch swingin´ on my dick sayin WEEEEE!
The pimpin´ is crackin´ so I feel like mackin´ tonight (aight)
Now them 70 niggas? 30 gon´ hate us
That´s why I play the role, keep control
and throw them off wit´ these dirty gators
See time was torn
Cuz if I bought me somethin´ to eat, shit
I bought you somethin too, WHAT´S MINE IS YOURS!
BUT NOW?! You´d rather bring me down and see me fall
Walkin´ wit my head down straight dependin´ on y´all

[Soopafly]
The call me Honcho
I like to Spark-le

I´m ´bout to barbecue a bitch like the charcoal
Am I a star? NO Ya´ in my car? NO
My name is Soopafly, bitch so ya´ all know
Now heffer don´t act stupid, cuz y´know who I am
The nigga quick to talk shit and don´t give a damn
I tell that hoe run, man that hoe better scram
I pimp across the land
Better read ya´ motherfuckin´ press telegram
Snoop Dogg told me that
Now blow me back while I´m pimpin on this funky track
Bang E.S. we givin´ it up got the bitches singin´ the rest
We blastin´ motherfuckers, run up and come test
Better, hide yo chest and fasten yo vest
No bullshit, take yo bitches so quick and so fast (so fast)

Fuck wit´ us I´ll put a foot up yo ass

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

[Chorus]

[Snoop and Kokane]
Dogghouse (woof) in ya mouth (we´ll make you go away)
[Repeat 4X]

[Kurupt]
Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, this Kurupt bitch, yeah

OK, let the homies spray the K
Dippin hittin´ switches bouncin´ over ditches
Callicodes collapse niggas, perhaps niggas
Trap or dap and clap niggas, I´M YOUNG GOTTSTRA
Put it up, pistols might sizzle a nigga
For shizzle my nigga Kurizzle was nizzle my nigga
LIke a bitch or a busta, bust a, four fizzle
surface the air miss wit a homie, wait for the whistle

Who you thought we was? Temperatures might rise
Before everybody feel the fire from the 5´s
I told Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And seperate them by 5´s, and light up the skies
Crip that D.P., K-U-R-U-P-T
Dippin´ and I´m out, put a dick in yo mouth
Dogghouse gangstas (woof, woof, woof, woof)
Dippin´ and I´m out, put a dick in yo mouth, ya bitch

[RBX]
Like this, for the sake of the game
Bitch nigga jaw-jackin´ get ?blasted? out the frame
Let them punk punk you up
You jumped up and got stomped the fuck down, what now?
Showdown, got your three ring circus Bozo´s

cannot work or see the tears of a clown
Listen nit wit, you can´t get wit
try to sit wit, and get yo shit split quick
If you wanna say the word is bond
word is bond, then, I attack like ninja hunter
You rhyme soft like the other Hunter
Heather Hunter, fake a gangbang fronter
Capital D to the O-G-G
Capital H-O-U-S-E in ya mouth, oh bitch if ya didn´t know
Long Beach City dirty like THE SOUTH!

[King Lou]
?Wit Suga Free in? I´m in this motherfucker leanin´
I´m quick to do it umm, meant to do it
Stayed on my toes like the nigga pimpin´, watching the corner

Much love to my niggas rippin´, in California
Doin it big with my nigga Bad, these niggas mad
At the 2001 Benz, guzzlin´ Henn
It´s Dogghouse and we all in, ballin´
Goldie got a couple of hoes hoppin´ out the Rolls, we chillin

[Goldie Loc]
I came in bangin dub ?minutes? (20 minutes)
All my niggas know I ain´t no motherfucking gimp
I get down damn, runnin´ from damn town
Dogghouse nigga, Dogg Pound bound
How you motherfuckers like me now when I do it like
Bust on the microphone, cuss on the microphone?
Yeah this nigga like Tracy, Tray Deee
Bang his ass, slap his ass in the striz-neet
Catch him wit the headlock, pistol whippin´ wit the glock

Lil´ Goldie Loc about to set up shop
These motherfuckers don´t like me anyway
Shit, I ain´t got nothing to say, wit no time to play
What these motherfuckers thought I was about?
When I bust this bitch i put my dick in her mouth
Now all them niggas got something to say
But I´ma tell ´em Lil´ Goldie don´t play, nigga

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

[Chorus]
[Repeat 8x]

[Mixmaster Spade]
Oh, good evening Topp Dogg I´m so glad you´re here
All the bitches in the front, the gangsters in the rear
I´m not Dr. Jekyll nor Mr. Hyde
Whoever told you that, they told you a lie
You been a waitin´ and a waitin´, as I can see
So treat me like the pope and bow to your knees
Oh the genius on the mic is back again
So get on the phone and go tell a friend
I been a waitin´ for a while as you all know
And now I´m back on the mic doggin´ the show
I got platinum ´round my neck, that will never fade
The name of the chain´s Mixmaster Spade
A sure shot, body rockin´
A c´mon everybody get ready to rock
A sure shot, body rockin´
A c´mon everybody..............

[Chorus]
[Repeat 4x]