Hound Dogs

[Violent J:]
Hound Dogez mutha'fucker 
Get off my nizos 
Get off my nutz 
Get off my bitch! 

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Shit Mutha'fuckin hound doggz, what?! 
Swinging from my balls so hard it's like I got a third nut 
And look I don't care who you know bitch  
Looking fine get the fuck to the back of the line 
Liar hoe saying you mah Cousin 
Like my momma and your momma sister's or something 
Oh yeah we down, go ahead let'em in 
Blah! Knuckle hammers to the chin 
Get down wit me, and I'll be down back 
Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(Crack!) 
In fact hoe, fuck off my bus 
Ask questions like a mutt 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 then 
To Violent J's dick, to Blaze's Dick, try to grope us wit they paws 
Goddamn hound dogs! 

[Chorus:] 
"Bow wow wow yippe yo yippe yay" 
"Hound dogz ain't got shit to say" 
"Bow wow wow yippe yo yippe yay" 
"Givva dog a bone, Givva a dog a Bone" 
[Repeat x 2]

[Jamie Maddrox:]
What's the whole meaning of a hound dog? (What?) 
Butt sniffing, dick licking, all kinds of rouges y'all 
I'm in a club, smoking on a square 
Step on out to get a lil freshair 
But I can't do that, I get attacked like a Cardiac 
People rush front ta back, like sign that 
Ain't nuttin wrong wit giving me props 
But acting like the punk ass cops 
And swinging off my nuts has gotta stop 
Walk around, spreading rumors like ya know 
Saying shit you heard me say to a hoe after a show 
Homie, I don't play that shit one bit 
Fuck around and get your head cut off like quick 
Psychopathic bitch boy, peep the axe 
Specializing in splitting a hound dogz' back 
Plotting against the whole world of facts 
So get off my dick and I'm out like that 

[Jamie Maddrox:]
Alright y'all 

[Some bitch:]
Wait, com'ere! 
Oh my god, you don't remember me? 

[Jamie Maddrox:]
Nah... 

[Some bitch:]
I had a crush on you for like nine years 

[Jamie Maddrox:]
I don't know you fat bitch! 

[Some bitch:]
It's me, Jenny 
I sat behind you in Mrs. Coberry's chemistry class 

[Jamie Maddrox:]
Bitch I didn't even go to school 

[Some bitch:]
No, I'm saying if you were to sit there it would of been the shit 
Think you could sign my shirt? 

[Violent J:]
Hehehehehehehehe, yeah 
I remember school, hoes back then were like "Joe Bruce ewwww" 
Years passed by, and look I'm a star, now all those hoes like "Joe Bruce ahhhh" 
I'm still that nerdy ass voodoo nut 
Now I got hound dogz sniffing my butt 
I 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 ain't changed any 
Look at me I make Big Pun look skinny 
I'm ugly as fuck resembling a Kligon 
Hoes still let me get my ding-a-ling-a-swing on 
What's up wit these pop kids buying my shit? 
Main street groupies get off my dick 
I want to see real juggalos at shows 
Fuck these backstreet richy fake hoes 

[Chorus x 2]

[Blaze:]
You don't even know who the fuck I am 
Yet bitches like "This is fresh" Goddamn! 
My lips is crusty, my feets is musty 
Lift up my nutz, and my itch is dusty 
I ain't had pussy in eleven years 
I been dead, ain't nobody shedding tears (No) 
Look bitch I don't give a fuck about fame 
Got cock for ya bitches, 'cause I'm married to the game 
Ain't no change to the shit I spit 
Site outlaw bitches for the days and weeks freak 
I see you hating on my raiders cap 
But back in the day you were all about that (Sure was) 
Shot that ass out back in eighty-nine 
Bury Revered Oaks and his clock of mind 
Rose from the dead wit the lotus clique 
My guns played out, and I ain't changing shit (nope) 

[Some bitch:]
Hey aren't you Monoxide Child? 

[Monoxide Child:]
That's right bitch 

[Some bitch:] 
Right, the skinny one 
My 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 number 
And 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 Blaze 
Hey dude call me! 

[Monoxide Child:]
Youse a hound dog bitch, and I smack ya face 
Ridding on my dick, now how my nutz taste? 
Everywhere I go somebody want an photograph 
Or an autograph or can I get a tap 
How'd y'all get started, ya shit is really tight 
And what be motivating y'all to grab the pen and write 
Listen here little bitch, I'm the killer in disguise 
Twiztid muthafucka wit the milk white eyes 
I despise how ya perpetrate like a juggalo 
But you ain't down, muthafucka you a juggahoe 
Hey hoe you afraid of the facts 
Never packing a gat, and always seen wit an axe (Jump) 
Take another picture and I break ya jaw 
Got an eighty pound punch for every one of y'all 
Muthafuckaz wit the bitch ass hound dog face (Yeah) 
My ass crack's exposed, go ahead and get a taste 

[Chorus x 2] 

[Violent J:]
Muthafuckin h,ound dogz muthafucka 
I got more shit to say 
Yo yo 
It be the same hound dogz in different cities 
Staring at me like I'm a set of titties 
Autographing T-shirts hats and socks
And this bitch don't even know Riddle Box 
Real Juggalos don't want no picture 
They just walk up like "What up Ninja" 
After that, they give a fuck where I'm heading 
They're like Fuck him we looking for Nedden 
And I don't need anymore free tattoos 
Got my arms looking like Motley Crue's 
I can be talking to the finest bitch in the land 
And you 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 parking lot 
Do I think I'm better 'cause Nedden comes easy? 
For-Sheze Bitch 
Bottom line y'alls 
Get off our balls 
Psychopathic out like Biggie-Smalls 

"Can't fuck with Dark Lotus Biiiiiitch!"