Addicted To The Street (Original Version)

Lyrics

Addicted To The Street (By ThoroHeadz) Uuhhaah yeah yo I'm just addicted to the street yo (Hahaaha) (A nigga straight faitfull hardly even know what I'm sayin') I can't help it uuhuuhu call me (I know the reall niggas from the streets feel this shit here) I'm just addicted to the streets Huhuuh quess I'm hopeless (Listen) I am out here tryna get me mature payment for the streets But my mama told me just a stay away That I got see I'm just you still don't want me Bundels of cash flow who could I stash yo Hitting shorty the they ass cold then I dash so I hustle to my fuckin' muscle tank I'm want my cake You buzz my stack out we and 2 ain't go no bigger crew Street life and it be seems deep lifе I'll be holdin' no time to dole roll it street lifе Gettin' pay my main plead but it if ain't right This ain't happen switch to plan B for mail stacking The girls blackin' and I'm tryna another think Low deaf kings with tipsel bitch Addicted to the a streets uuhhuuh I can't row (This is my Daddy's mixtape) I'm just addicted to the streets Huuhuuh somebody get hurt (Kadafi lives on!) Ooh Lord they keep a niggas twisted (Yeah) Still I'm addicted nigga lived it (Uuhhahaha) When I'm gone I swear miss this sometime I love it Even in another try a huck it a nigga stress me Press in my motherfuckin' hondred some niggas ball Till they fall it is a fellow some stay a hellow And some stack better then Rockafeller (Yeah) See this money it's funny on his fears can be a dummy Tryna kill in order for the love of money (Damn) Then a squeeze the falls and I'm a pierce the source Still chill it feel like I'm a motherfuckin' boss at any courcse Gettin' mine won't creep me deep and it is diss (Uuhhuuh) to the street (Uuhhuuh..) I'm just addicted to the street (Yeah) I'm just addicted to the street (Son rize volume 1) Now could you picture my criminal status at its fuckin' peak? Even the baddest be gettin' murdered in they seats I'm addicted to these streets like crack is to these creeps Seein' visions of a prison wake up screamin' in my sleep Is there a Heaven in this hell? (Hell) A possibility of livin' well (Well) But if they killin' me I get my stripes and whose to tell (Tell) Choosin' to sell I'd rather die and be deceased If I ain't out here Thugin' devil buyin' on the streets (Buyin' on the streets back to the streets) (Yeah addicted to the streets) (Huuhhuuh?) This is for all my niggas that sold out tonight Ooh no wait it's been a robbery Motherfuck where you from motherfucker? That ain't no robber (Sold my) Gettin' trees a motherfucker try the streets For my nigga Stress cause he's fuck some cops……….. (And that'son the real pack that steal) (Cause these streets do kill) (I'm just addicted to the streets) I'm just addicted I'm just addicted to the streets (Out to the streets) (Addicted to the street) Just addicted to this These motherfuckin' creeps these motherfuckin' streets I'm just addicted to the streets uuhhuuh uuhhuuh (I'm just addicted to the streets) My nigga Low Mo there (I'm just addicted to the streets) Tell ya nothin' but the truth to needs Get truth motherfuckin' (I'm just addicted to the streets) I'm just addicted yeah prince I'm just addicted to the streets (Uuhhuuh I'm just addicted to the streets) To all my niggas (For my niggas) in New York On these streets (Thug Life) of stress Don't you know he's bloody mess (I'm just addicted to the streets) I can't help