[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]
