[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