Twiztid - Hound Dogs Lyrics
(violent j)Hound dogez muthaphuckerGet off my nizosGet off my nutzGet off my *****!Verse 1-shaggy 2 dopeShit muthaphuckin hound doggz, what?Swinging from my balls so hard, its like I got a third nutAnd look, I dont care who you know *****,Looking fine, get the ***** to the back of the lineLiar hoe, saying you mah cousinLike my momma and your momma sisters or somethingOh yeah we down, go ahead letem 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 , ***** off my busAsk questions like a mut but they down to *****? (no)You see em go ,you see em go ,you see em come again>from my dick to twiztids dick and thenTo violent js dick to blazes dick, try to grope us wit they pawsGoddamn hound dogz!ChorusBow wow wow yippe yo yippe yayHound dogz aint got shit to sayBow wow wow yippe yo yippe yayGivva dog a bone, givva a dog a boneX2Verse 2- jamie maddroxWhats 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 bit***** around and get your head cut off like quickPsychopathic ***** 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 *****)Wait, commere!Oh my god, you dont remember me?(jamie maddrox)Nah...(some *****)I had a crush on you for like nine years(jamie maddrox)I dont know you fat *****!(some *****)Its me, jennyI sat behind you in mrs. coberrys chemistry class(jamie maddrox)***** I didnt even go to school(some *****)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 ewwwwYears passed by, and look Im a star, now all those hoes like joe bruce ahhhhIm still that nerdy ass voodoo nutNow I got hound dogz sniffing my buttI can have a worm hanging out of my dick holeAnd they be like oh I think its cute tho heheMissed me wit all that, I aint changed anyLook at me I make big pun look skinnyIm ugly as ***** resembling a kligonHoes still let me get my ding-a-ling-a-swing onWhats up wit these pop kids buying my shit?Main street groupies get off my dickI wanna see real juggalos at shows***** these backstreet richy fake hoesChorus x2Verse 4-blazeYou dont even know who the ***** I amYet *****es like this is fresh goddamn!My lips is crusty, my feets is mustyLift up my nuttz, and my itch is dustyI aint had ***** in eleven yearsI been dead, aint nobody shedding tears (no)Look ***** I dont give a ***** about fameGot ***** for ya *****es, cause Im married to the gameAint no change to the shit I spitSite outlaw *****es 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 *****)Hey arent you monoxide child?(monoxide child)Thats right *****(some *****)Right.... the skinny oneMy best friend john is supposed to be cousins with you or something(monoxide child)Who?(some *****)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 *****)Whateva, oh my God its blazeHey dude call me!Verse 5- monoxide childYouse a hound dog *****, 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 tapHowd yall get started, ya shit is really tightAnd what be motivating yall to grab the pen and writeListen hear little *****, 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 ***** ass hound dog face (yeah)My ass cracks 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 ***** dont even know riddle boxReal juggalos dont want no pictureThey just walk up like what up ninjaAfter that, they give a ***** where Im headingThere like ***** him we looking for neddenAnd I dont need anymore free tattoosGot my arms looking like motley cruesI can be talking to the finest ***** in the landAnd you run up like hey, what up manThats 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 *****Bottom line yallsGet off our ballsPsychopathic out like biggie-smallsCant ***** with dark lotus biiiiiitch!
