Pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again one more giving up on
: Pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again pull no punches now we gotta get up and get up and get up again one more giving up
to what's been up, nigga Pin-ups from when we clicked up and posed for these pictures, good And the kids connected up, and they clicked snap Hollerin', "Yeah
fans that resemble them kids in the O.C. Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen, So get a grip get a glass pour the X. O. in I did want one these
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin And all the other kids
now? I didn't let ya pass How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass? How many times will my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in that house
fuckin' wack, n' I could kill dis bitch n' I don't even need ta be a ninja [repeat chorus X7] Yeah, Yeah I'm a ninja, Yeah FUCK that, I'm a Wicked
I'd fall for you as hard as I did (As hard as I did, yeah) You got me thinkin' bout our life our house and kids, yeah Every mornin' I look at you and
thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did (As hard as I did, yeah) You got me thinkin' bout our life our house and kids, yeah Every mornin' I look at
thought I'd.. fall for you as hard as I did (as hard as I did, yeah) You got me thinkin about our life, our house and kids Every mornin' I look at you
all to it? As kids we used to laugh Who knew that life would move this fast? Who knew I'd have to look at you through a glass? And look, tell me you ain
in the glass house Bouncin (bouncin) bouncin (swervin) Blaze up a whole ounce and get the ramen with the cotton candy Chorus: Snoop Yeah, and all my niggaz say... ride, ride on Yeah
number scratched out Don't wear a glass shield but You'll still be assed out I'm Mr. Tray Deee And since they say "G" as my title My method mainly homicidal (Snoop)x3 Boom, Yeah
t park in it Hard is fine, the retarded kids at Harvard It's Wolf Gang barkin keep you up like car alarms and shit Over the edge, yeah I had in a potato
butterflies again Something about your lovin caught me by surprise Oh yeah, you givin me butterflies, butterflies, butterflies again Sweeter than an M&M Remember when you took me swimming In your summer house
know what it is You just tearing the blocks down and shooting at kids You not a thug to me now, and yeah, I know your type You just wild to ya self, you
before Timothy McVeigh Hook Xzibit outro: Yeah yeah straight from motherfuckin' Xzibt ha ha and the Lawhouse youknowhatI'msayin' with that nigga Ras Kass (he's guilty). Yeah yeah
