Luyện nghe bài hát In the House

Check it out, me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my
Check it out, me my 'spect
it out, give me my 'spect

Hit the and I appear beyond the stratosphere of Meccable function
And if you're pretty let your lady sleep in Carmel
Begin and end the day on hunts for beach fronts
To lit blunts, now all agreed we're sippin' OJ the Dom P

Bounce and bring it like it counts to be
CL is sextified and women spell me
You say you want my lips where and I can your what?
I your hips legs breasts faces with the firm butt

Now feel the when I hustle in the bedsheets
'Cause my manly can hit the fridge for more sweet
Splash, and let me do my thing it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder, I guess by then be ready

'Cause all my children got one life to
But wifey out the box is clearly a negative
I'm in rugged wears with facial wears
And all the real shit come in pairs, and bounce 'em in the house

Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the

Back again, I'm here to win, to rhymes on beats again
Copycats and rug rats, sit and watch a champion
time to wreck shop and show the world I'm true to hip-hop
So check the and peace to niggaz in the penile

Now umm, it's the original funky chicken
I run game on your brain for the fame 'cause I'm
You try to in my footsteps, you can't do it
I'm pullin' card it ain't hard, I don't have to prove it

It's Rock and CL Smooth to the utmost
From coast to coast, the music you overdose
You fiend, for the lean, I makes you scream
Bro Soul on the scene

A.K.A. the funk doer, numero uno, that
Number one I get the job done I pack a gun
So run, and tell your you'll be on the lookout
It's all "Who's in the House?" With the funk

Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Money up steps the new era of my terror
Funkadelic for lightin' up spots ever since tots
When the dust settle I'm packin' metal plenty
The drop'll many, strictly off illegal entry

elementary Watson, I drive a Benz not a Datsun
Before my kicks hit the stage, been Foot Lock-in
Body rockin' to keep the flockin' with a concoction
your blouse for no less than arrest in Morehouse

My prints where my knife slits, we train 'em
And scar 'em like pits, off vibes of the Mecca
Vibe to position, runnin' out of ammunition
Now to the heart, I'm steppin' with a concealed

Nothing's calm when the blaze you know the phrase
It's Pete Rock and CL knockin' nowadays
East kid, you don't want none, so catch a relay
I'm lettin' off on anybody to steal my DJ

Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the

Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the

Check it out, give me my
Check it out, me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my
Check it out, give me my

Check it out, me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my
it out, give me my 'spect
Check it out, give me my

Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house

Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the
Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the house
Pete Rock, is in the house, CL, is in the