Luyện nghe bài hát In the House

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

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

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

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

'Cause all my got one life to live
But knockin' wifey out the box is clearly a
I'm in rugged wears fancy facial wears
And all the real shit come in pairs, and bounce 'em in the y'all

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

Back again, I'm here to win, to bust on beats again
Copycats and rug rats, sit back and a champion
It's time to wreck shop and show the I'm true to hip-hop
So the style and peace to niggaz in the penile

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

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

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

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

Money up steps the new era of my lyrical
Funkadelic for lightin' up spots ever little 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, we've been Foot
Body rockin' to keep the ladies with a concoction
Rippin' your blouse for no than arrest in Morehouse

My teeth where my knife slits, we train 'em
And 'em like pits, off vibes of the Mecca joint
to position, never runnin' out of ammunition
Now to the heart, I'm steppin' a concealed weapon

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

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

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

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

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
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