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Pulling up right now I got it
Wanna know whats in my pocket
Glasshouse sitting inside it
I got the key in my pocket
Pulling up right now I got it

still feel the pain

Oh Glasshouse girl
Protect yourself
And don't you ever throw stones
Coz when you're out
Flitting about
You always still alone

Don't

Da S***

The Game

Doctor's Advocate

2006

stoppin'
(It don't stop niggas)
Ridin' low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise, the streets of Compton
(Roll out the '6-4), ('6-trey)
(Glasshouse), ('5-7

Da Shit

The Game

Doctor's Advocate [Bonus Track]

2006

stoppin'
(It don't stop niggas)
Ridin' low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise, the streets of Compton
(Roll out the '6-4), ('6-trey)
(Glasshouse), ('5-7

We're gonna run (we're gonna run)
To the glass house (through the glasshouse)
We're gonna run (we're gonna run)
To the glasshouse (to

there with you in your glasshouse

All we need is because
So come and party with us
Take care of you when you're passed out
Right there with you in

yeah
Came in my trap house, thought he'd get some glasshouse (damn)
Got to his spot, busted it down, damn he passed out (huh)
And we strapped up with

and go and implode in the glow
Of this glasshouse city
One by one the lights are dimmed
In the windows of this glasshouse city
And I am swallowed whole in

Woah
Riding Chevy glasshouse Cartier's tinted
I look into the future and everything's vintage
If I can get a dollar every minute
I wouldn't put

Peep the gran coupe this the goat talk
Peep the benzo this the goat talk
Peep the private jets this the goat talk
Peep the glasshouse this the goat

Im locked inside my head
Peering through the looking glass
Im lost in space in time, I laugh
The universe is mine
I know, I feel
Glasshouse shaking

Glasshouse

Mondshine Drugs und paar Hits, ja
Clone mein, Life in dein Airpod
Oh nein, sie weint und ich pess out
Tipp Tipp
Schreib nh Message aus mei´m

sound like a Rolls, Maybach, and Lambo'
It sound like a Rolls, Maybach, and Lambo'

It sound like a '64 in a glasshouse
It sound like a '64 in

Yeah you've f****d up for the last time,
You think you got everyone figured out.
We're living in a glasshouse,
Cause everything's shattering all

See me in the glasshouse with the lights down
The glasshouse with the lights down

See me in the glasshouse with the lights down
The glasshouse with

I don't wanna die young, and die alone, I'm shaking
In a glasshouse, you know the walls are caving in
Lift me up, now I'm levitating
Life ain't

steady clockin
Box of swishaz
Couple ounces
Inhaling smoke
No oxygen 
Dark locs 
But I'm watchin'm
My glasshouse rockin
Cloudy music
Loud and knockin
While

putting facts out
Throwing bone to ya bitch should've told these lil gits
Don't trying to throw stones in a glasshouse
Comin for what's mine bitch I'm back

and take them
Emptiness low levels consciousness is fading
Music cleanse my mind and drown this world
You drain me
Come down
I'm with you
Glasshouse
So see

but I'm turnt (I'm with the Get N Dere gang)
I just hit some dope pussy, that glasshouse (uh-huh)
Let that dick tap on her face 'til she tap out (woo)

Nina, like
Cash out (yeah)
And on my wrist is a glasshouse (yeah)
Smoking pasto 'til I pass out (yeah)
Told Swerve that we gotta blackout (yeah)
So, bitch

Ring a room in a table corner
In the cold enemy all around
And it can't escape what it’s found
Living in a glasshouse

You're a mess
But that is

glasshouse filled with nobody
Honestly it must be lonely 
Things have changed from what I used to know 
Taught to be afraid of sticks and stones 
But it's

in a glasshouse
You the type get her hair done I have to fuck her and pull her lil tracks out
When its smoke we don’t back out
On dummy just waiting