Addicted (Album Version|Explicit)

Addicted (Album Version|Explicit) - Lloyd Banks/Musiq Soulchild

Yea GGGGGGG-Unit

I think i gotta have it

It's keeps pullin me in like a magnet

Going with this kinda music puts me

Right back on the block block

It's like crack to an addict

It ain't to hard for me to grab it

Going with this kinda music

Puts me right back on the block block

Uh man i think i'm addicted

To the life that i had

So i risk it runnin the street

With the heat boy

Three deep in the suv the bigger

U blow the less you see

The more u hear a real nigga

Lost his life right there

It's hard to believe a flippers

The reason he's not here

Damn and still get killed

Over somethin that ain't his

And jeapordize the well

Bein of him and his kids

That's how it is cigs

In old cribs dudes that tote pigs

Live with broke ribs or went

Under the dirt with the worms

The results of the colds pack funeral homes

U know the names cause we tatooin em on

I'm gone just cruisin back 2 in the mornin

So f**k rap i'm comin at you in the song

When you hear the

Point it at you n your gone

I think i gotta have it

It's keeps pullin me in like a magnet

Going with this kinda music

Puts me right back on the block block

It's like crack to an addict

It ain't to hard for me to grab it

Going with this kinda music

Puts me right back on the block block

Ey i got my pockets right

My rocks are bright

The drop is blue n the watch is white

Right that's why they watchin me

As far as i can see it's all mockery

And i'm tryna be all i can be

Now that my foots in the door

There's no stoppin me

Pure poetry i got a little pac in me

Now internationally they jockin me

Cause my money green n blue like monopoly

Yea i left a name all around the globe

Yet still southside i was brought up

By the code (southside)

N i was told everything ain't gold

It's cause the glitter

And had to drown the pain with the liquer

The world don't turn unless the money move

The early bird get the worm

And the dummys lose

True u hear the struggle

And the grind when i talk

I breathe and i bleed new york

I think i gotta have it

It's keeps pullin me in like a magnet

Going with this kinda music

Puts me right back on the block block

It's like crack to an addict

It ain't to hard for me to grab it

Going with this kinda music

Puts me right back on the block block