Pimp In The House lyrics

[Intro: Dr. Dre]
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge

[Verse: MJG & Dr. Dre]
One to the motherf*ckin' two, to the motherf*ckin' three
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
The sound of the boom, let you know it's the time
The pimps are in the house, hoes, give up the behind
We gotta have it, 'cause the pimps don't play
You do give it up, b*tch, is mines anyway
'Cause I'm a black n*gga who's pimpin', ho
'Cause I suppose to work my di*k in a trick like a flick
So, b*tch, bow down and get with this pimp-sh*t
It's legit, don't think that I'm slow, 'causе I'm quiet, b*tch, I'm slick
Enough to get your legs back in thе buck, as I f*ck your brain's out
That's what I'm all about, turnin' young hoes out
You think that I'm playin'? You think I'm a joke?
Lay down and get your brack broke, women
'Cause I'm comin' to lay this pipe and f*ck up your life
By havin' you stuck on a n*gga who was born to f*ck women
Do what I can to get in a b*tch
And I don't give a f*ck about swimmin'
And for the punks who think I won't jump and take care of mine
I'm doin' it with the quickness, once you step 'cross this pimp-line
Take one step back, and then I attack with the left fist, right fist
And finish the crucifix, organize rhyme, what I flow with
Gotta go with, real n*gga sh*t, the sh*t that makes hits
But still I get put in the clique by a young n*gga
With a big di*k, who think he grown, he don't know sh*t
[Outro: Dr.Dre, 8Ball & MJG]
You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge
That's right
In the motherf*ckin' house
I wanna send this sh*t out to my MC partner Killa B
(You are-you are-you are-you are-you are-you are-you are—)
My roadie, Timmy C, Flexin' Mack, Point Bank, 2Big
(You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge)
Mack Squad, Juicy, J-Smooth, our motherf*ckin' DJ, Terry C
(You are-you are-you are-you are—)
Keith Leash and Big Dog
Big E, the whole motherf*ckin' On The Street Posse in the house
(You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge)
Ah, yeah, and now 8Ball gotta send a shouts out
You know what I'm sayin'
(You are-you are-you are-you are-you are—)
I wanna say what's up, to my my manager, Reggie B
Diamond J, the man of the hour, the level's in the house
(You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge)
Blast-A-Cap and Big E
And I also wanna send this out to all the Memphis hustlers
(You are-you are-you are-you are—)
And all the Memphis hoes
Peace to our God, you know what I'm sayin'
(You are-you are-you are-you are—)
We out
(You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge)
And I wanna send a special one out to my parents, peace
(You are-you are-you are-you are-you are—)
(You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge)