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Insane Clown Posse( インセイン・クラウン・ポッシー )
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Hound Dogs
Lookin' fine, get the fuck back to the end of the line Like the hoe said, 'You's my cousin like my mamma And your mamma are sisters or something' Oh yeah, we down, go ahead, let 'em in blah nuckle
Hammers to the chin, be down with me and I'll be down back Put my dick in your mouth, you're gonna hear your neck snap In fact, hoe, fuck out my bus Ask questions like a mute but they down to front
You see 'em, come, you see, go, you see 'em come again From my dick to Twiztids dick and then me To Violent J's dick then Blazes dick Try to grope us with their balls, goddamn hound dogs
Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay Hound dogs ain't got shit to say Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
What's the whole meanin' of a hound dog? What butt sniffin', dick lickin', all kinda role, y'all I'm in a club, smokin on a Square Step on out to get a little fresh air but I can't do that
I get attacked like a cardiac People runnin' side to back like sianak Ain't nothin' wrong with givin' me props But actin' like the punk ass cop swingin' off my nuts
Gotta stop walk around spreadin' rumors like you know 'Cuz you heard me tell a hoe after a show Only I don't play that shit one bit Fuck around and get your head cut off right quick
Psychopathic bitch boy meet the axe Specializin' splittin' hound dogs backs Plottin' against the whole world of facts So get off my dick and I'm out like that, alright
Y'all wait, come here, oh my god, you don't remember me? Nah, I had a crush on you for like 9 years I don't know you, fat bitch, it's me Jenny, I sat behind you in Ms. Crawberry's chemistry class
Bitch, I ain't even go to school No, I'm saying if you were to sit there it would've been the shit You think you could sign my shirt? He-he-he-he-he
Yeah, I remember school, hoes back then like 'Joe Bruce-eeww' Years passed by and look I'm a start, now all them hoes like 'Joe Bruce-ahh' I'm still that nerdy ass voodoo nut, now I got hound dogs sniffin' my butt I could have a worm hangin out of my dick hole
And they'd be like, 'Well, I think it's cute though' Missed me with all that, I ain't changed any Look at me, I make Big Pun look skinny I'm ugly as fuck, resemblin' a cling-on
Hoes still let me give my ding-a-ling a swing on What's up with these pop kids buyin' my shit, Mainstream? Groupies, get off my dick, I wanna see real juggalos at shows Fuck these backstreet richies fake hoes
Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay Hound dogs ain't got shit to say Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
You don't even know who the fuck I am That bitch's like 'Who's his friend' Goddamn, my lips is crusty, my feet is musty Lift up my nuts and my itch is dusty
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com I ain't had pussy in eleven years I been dead, ain't nobody sheadin' tears Look, bitch, I don't give a fuck about fame Glock cocked 'cuz you bitches
'Cuz I'm married to the game Ain't no shame for the shit I speak Slap hound dog bitches in the face for weeks Freak, I see you hatin' on my Raiders cap
When back in the day you was all about That shot that ass out back in '89 Berry wearin' lopes and is clocked for mine Rose from the dead with the lotus clique
My gun played out and I ain't changin' shit Hey, aren't you Monoxide Child? That's right, bitch Right the skinny one,my best friend John's supposed to be cousins With you or somethin', Who?
So like I figured if you give me your phone number I could give it to him and maybe We all could hang out or something, whatever Oh my god, it's Blaze, hey, dead homie, you's a hound dog, bitch
Allow me, smack your face riding on my dick How my nuts taste? Every place that I go Somebody want a photograph or an autograph Can I get a tap, how did y'all get started
Your shit is really tight and what be motivatin' y'all To grab a pen and write, listen here Bitch, I'm a killer in disguise, Twiztid, motherfucker With the milk white eyes I despise
While you try to perpetrate like a juggalo But you ain't down, motherfucker, you's a jugga-hoe Hey, hoe, you're afraid of the facts Never packin' a gat and always seen with an axe
Take another picture and I'll break your jaw I got an 80 pound punch for each and all of y'all Motherfucker with that bitch ass hound dog face My ass cracks exposed, go ahead and get a taste
Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay Hound dogs ain't got shit to say Bow wow wow, yippy yo yippy yay Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone Give a dog a bone, give a dog a bone
It be the same hound dogs in different cities Starin' at me like I'm a set of titties Autographin' t-shirts, hats and socks And this bitch don't even know riddle box
Real juggalo's don't want no picture They just walk up like, 'What up, ninja?' After that they give a fuck where I'm headin' Their like fuck him, we're lookin' for neden
And I don't need any more free tattoos Got my arms lookin' like Motley Crues I could be talkin' to the finest bitch in the land And you'd run up like, 'Hey, what up, man?'
That's when I slap you right on the spot And have Billy Bill beat ya down in the parkin' lot Do I think I'm better 'cuz neden comes easy? For sheezy bitch, bottom line, y'all get off our balls Psychopathic out like Biggy Smalls
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