Dogghouse In Your Mouth Lyrics - Singles - Tha Eastsidaz

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 

What is it? 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 Free, bitch swingin' on my dick sayin', wee 

The pimpin' is crackin' so I feel like mackin' tonight 

(Aight) 

Now them seventy niggas? Thirty 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 

The call me Honcho, I like to sparkle 

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 ES, 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 

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 jack up 

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' 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(Yeah nigga, Dogghouse, this Kurupt bitch, yeah 

We'll make you go away) 

Okay, 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 five's 

I told Daz we about to fry niggas like fries 

And separate them by five's and light up the skies 

Crip that D P, KURUPT 

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 

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 gang bang fronter 

Capital D to the OGG 

Capital HOUSE in ya mouth 

Oh bitch, if ya didn't know 

Long Beach City dirty like the south 

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' 

I came in bangin' dub, minutes 

(Twenty 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 Dee 

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 

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 

What you motherfuckers think this game's about? 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

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, a body rockin' 

A c'mon everybody get ready to rock 

A sure shot, a body rockin' 

A c'mon everybody 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away) 

Dogghouse in ya mouth 

(We'll make you go away)