Lyrics:

(Violent J)

Hound Dog ass muthaphucker

Get off my nizos

get off my nutz

get off my bitch!



Verse 1-Shaggy 2 Dope



Shit Muthaphuckin hound doggz, WHAT?

Swinging from my balls so hard, it's like i got a third nut

And look, I dont 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 ill be down back

Put my dick in your mouth, your gonna hear ya neck snap(CRACK!)

Infact hoe , fuck off my bus

ask 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 then

To Violent J's dick to Blaze's Dick, try to grope us wit they paws

GODDAMN 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'



X2



Verse 2- Monoxide Child



What's the whole meaning of a hound dog? (What?)

Butt sniffing, dick licking, all kinds of rouges yall

Im in a club, smoking on a square

Step on out to get alil freshair

But i cant do that, I get attacked like a Cardiac

People rush front ta back, like sign that

Aint nuttin wrong wit giving me props

But acting like the punk ass cops

And swinging off my nutts has gotta stop

Walk around, spreading rumors like ya know

Saying shit you heard me say to a hoe after a show

Homie, I dont 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 dog' backs

Plotting against the whole world of facts

So get off my dick and im out like that



Interlude



(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, Jenny

I 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 shit

Think you could sign my shirt?



Verse 3- Violent J



Hehehehehehehehe, yeah

I 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 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 aint changed any

Look at me I make Big Pun look skinny

Im 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 wanna see real juggalos at shows

Fuck these backstreet richy fake hoes



Chorus X2



Verse 4-Blaze



You dont 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 nuttz, and my itch is dusty

I aint had pussy in eleven years

I been dead, aint nobody shedding tears (No)

Look bitch i dont give a fuck about fame

Got cock for ya bitches, cause im married to the game

Aint 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 revred oaks and his clock of mind

Rose from the dead wit the lotus clique

My 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 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 DEAD HOMIE



Verse 5- Jamie Madrox



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 yall get started, ya shit is really tight

And what be motivating yall to grab the pen and write

Listen hear little bitch, im the killer in disguise

Twiztid muthaphucka wit the milk white eyes

I despise how ya try to purpatrate like a juggalo

But you aint down, muthaphucka 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 each and every one of yall

Muthaphuckaz wit the bitch ass hound dog face (yeah)

My ass crack's exposed, go ahead and get a taste



Chorus X2



Verse 6- Violent J



muthaphuckin Hound dogz muthaphucka

I got more shit to say

Yo yo

It be the same hound dogz in differant cities

Staring at me like im a set of titties

Autographing Tshirts hats and sox

Misfits dont even know Riddle Box

Real Juggalos dont want no picture

They just walk up like 'What up Ninja'

After that, they give a fuck where im heading

The're like Fuck him we looking for nedden

And i dont 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 im better cause nedden comes easy?

For-Sheze Bitch

Bottom line yalls

Get off our balls

Psychopathic out like Biggie-Smalls



'Cant fuck with Dark Lotus Biiiiiitch!'