Текст песни Twiztid - Hound Dogs, слова песни Twiztid

Текст песни Twiztid - Hound Dogs

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(Violent J)Hound Dogez muthaphuckerGet off my nizosget off my nutzget off my bitch!Verse 1-Shaggy 2 DopeShit Muthaphuckin hound doggz, WHAT?Swinging from my balls so hard, it`s like i got a third nutAnd look, I dont care who you know bitch,looking fine, get the fuck to the back of the lineLiar hoe, saying you mah Cousinlike my momma and your momma sister`s or somethingOh yeah we down, go ahead let`em inBLAH!!!!!!!!!! Knuckle hammers to the chinGet down wit me, and ill be down backPut my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(CRACK!)Infact hoe , fuck off my busask questions like a mut but they down to fuck?(NO)You see em go ,you see em go ,you see em come again>From my dick to Twiztid`s dick and thenTo Violent J`s dick to Blaze`s Dick, try to grope us wit they pawsGODDAMN HOUND DOGZ!Chorus"Bow wow wow yippe yo yippe yay""Hound dogz aint got shit to say""Bow wow wow yippe yo yippe yay""Givva dog a bone, Givva a dog a Bone"X2Verse 2- Jamie MaddroxWhat`s the whole meaning of a hound dog? (What?)Butt sniffing, dick licking, all kinds of rouges yallIm in a club, smoking on a squareStep on out to get alil freshairBut i cant do that, I get attacked like a CardiacPeople rush front ta back, like sign thatAint nuttin wrong wit giving me propsBut acting like the punk ass copsAnd swinging off my nutts has gotta stopWalk around, spreading rumors like ya knowSaying shit you heard me say to a hoe after a showHomie, I dont play that shit one bitFuck around and get your head cut off like quickPsychopathic bitch boy, peep the axeSpecializing in splitting a hound dogz` backPlotting against the whole world of factsSo get off my dick and im out like thatInterlude(Jamie Maddrox)Alright yall(Some bitch)Wait, commere!Oh my god, you dont remember me?(Jamie Maddrox)Nah...(Some Bitch)I had a crush on you for like nine years(Jamie Maddrox)I dont know you fat bitch!(Some Bitch)It`s me, JennyI sat behind you in Mrs. Coberry`s chemistry class(Jamie Maddrox)Bitch I didn`t even go to school(Some Bitch)No, Im saying if you were to sit there it would of been the shitThink you could sign my shirt?Verse 3- Violent JHehehehehehehehe, yeahI remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww"Years passed by, and look im a star, now all those hoes like "Joe Bruce ahhhh"Im still that nerdy ass voodoo nutNow i got hound dogz sniffing my buttI can have a worm hanging out of my dick hole And they be like "Oh i think it`s cute tho hehe"Missed me wit all that, I aint changed anyLook at me I make Big Pun look skinnyIm ugly as FUCK resembling a KligonHoes still let me get my ding-a-ling-a-swing onWhat`s up wit these pop kids buying my shit?Main street groupies get off my dickI wanna see real juggalos at showsFuck these backstreet richy fake hoesChorus X2Verse 4-BlazeYou dont even know who the fuck i amYet bitches like "This is fresh" Goddamn!My lips is crusty, my feets is mustyLift up my nuttz, and my itch is dustyI aint had pussy in eleven yearsI been dead, aint nobody shedding tears (No)Look bitch i dont give a fuck about fameGot cock for ya bitches, cause im married to the gameAint no change to the shit i spitSite outlaw bitches for the days and weeks freakI see you hating on my raiders capBut back in the day you were all about that (Sure was)Shot that ass out back in eighty-nineBury revred oaks and his clock of mindRose from the dead wit the lotus cliqueMy guns played out, and i aint changing shit (nope)Interlude(Some Bitch)Hey aren`t you Monoxide Child?(Monoxide Child)That`s right bitch(Some Bitch)Right.... the skinny oneMy best friend John is supposed to be cousin`s with you or something(Monoxide Child)Who?(Some Bitch)So I figure you can give me your phone numberAnd i can give it to him, and we all can hang out or something(Monoxide Child)Shiiiit(Some Bitch)Whateva, Oh my god it`s BlazeHEY DUDE CALL ME!Verse 5- Monoxide ChildYouse a hound dog bitch, and i smack ya faceRidding on my dick, now how my nutz taste?Everywhere i go somebody want an photographor an autograph or can i get a tapHow`d yall get started, ya shit is really tightAnd what be motivating yall to grab the pen and writeListen hear little bitch, im the killer in disguiseTwiztid muthaphucka wit the milk white eyesI despise how ya purpatrate like a juggaloBut you aint down, muthaphucka you a juggahoeHey hoe you afraid of the factsNever packing a gat, and always seen wit an axe (Jump)Take another picture and I break ya jawGot an eighty pound punch for every one of yallMuthaphuckaz wit the bitch ass hound dog face (yeah)My ass crack`s exposed, go ahead and get a tasteChorus X2Verse 6- Violent Jmuthaphuckin Hound dogz muthaphuckaI got more shit to sayYo yoIt be the same hound dogz in differant citiesStaring at me like im a set of tittiesAutographing Tshirts hats and soxAnd this bitch dont even know Riddle BoxReal Juggalos dont want no pictureThey just walk up like "What up Ninja"After that, they give a fuck where im headingThe`re like Fuck him we looking for neddenAnd i dont need anymore free tattoosGot my arms looking like Motley Crue`sI can be talking to the finest bitch in the landAnd you run up like "Hey, What up man"That`s when i slap you right on the spotAnd have Billy Bill beat ya down in the parking lotDo i think im better cause nedden comes easy?For-Sheze BitchBottom line yallsGet off our ballsPsychopathic out like Biggie-Smalls"Cant fuck with Dark Lotus Biiiiiitch!"

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