*Yeah, yeah!
Girl, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Come on! Just wanna f*** off!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Chorus:
What's the real n***** addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and b**** hanging with snitches
s*** it wasnt my intentions
I didn't know
I knew him for years, who would think his gums was sore
To all my n***** I would die for, die for,
Load my pistol I would go out and war for.
Spend my last you keep your half, we're all poor,
No where to go, I walk you through my front door!
Hey, my ninjas do the same,
So when we was younger you was my main,
n****, I wouldn't figure you would be on that stand,
Putting my life up in your hands, putting your finger like d***!
For really though, really though, we was just slanging Oxys like a year ago
You knew my sister though, my auntie, cousins and my uncle Joe.
.. cuz you hit my drow, see my n**** you's a hoe!
Remember them Cheerios, ninja turtles on my grandma's floor
I'm like for show, catch you on the rebound
You bound to drizzown (drown)
Grave land is where you sit down,
What goes around, comes arizzound (around) the sky's up
and hell is low, keep your mouths shut!
Bet he won't tell no more
Chorus: (x2)
What' a real n**** addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and b**** hanging with,
Hey, .... s*** what my intentions?
Who the f*** you on the phone with?
Started around the bottom, ended up at the top,
Heard you was in some trouble, I unretired my glock!
Did what I did,who woulda knew you was the cops,
Talk all on the phone to your homie about a block,
You got me up in the box, thought that you was my n****
You got your sentence reduced, cause you told 'em I pulled the trigger
And niggs i was looking out for you, you
Tryed to show 'em just how we do!
Put all my s*** aside, now im through
Figure that I would keep it crippy,
This what this real n**** get me!
Locked up for like a century
while you got the chance of a bentley
f*** My old b****** wanna beat my d*** plenty
My shooting finger itchy, but I hope somebody get em
But probably not!
Tonight I'm sweating in, cause you got me hot, got me hot!
Ima get his a** popped!
Can't get over how we was, tough as leather
Man, we did everything together
f*** our first b******
Earned our first chedda
Robbed the first n**** was down for whatever
And'll blast til forever if we had to!
Chorus: (x2)
What's the real n**** addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and b**** hanging with,
Hey, .... s*** what my intentions?*
Girl, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Come on! Just wanna f*** off!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Chorus:
What's the real n***** addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and b**** hanging with snitches
s*** it wasnt my intentions
I didn't know
I knew him for years, who would think his gums was sore
To all my n***** I would die for, die for,
Load my pistol I would go out and war for.
Spend my last you keep your half, we're all poor,
No where to go, I walk you through my front door!
Hey, my ninjas do the same,
So when we was younger you was my main,
n****, I wouldn't figure you would be on that stand,
Putting my life up in your hands, putting your finger like d***!
For really though, really though, we was just slanging Oxys like a year ago
You knew my sister though, my auntie, cousins and my uncle Joe.
.. cuz you hit my drow, see my n**** you's a hoe!
Remember them Cheerios, ninja turtles on my grandma's floor
I'm like for show, catch you on the rebound
You bound to drizzown (drown)
Grave land is where you sit down,
What goes around, comes arizzound (around) the sky's up
and hell is low, keep your mouths shut!
Bet he won't tell no more
Chorus: (x2)
What' a real n**** addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and b**** hanging with,
Hey, .... s*** what my intentions?
Who the f*** you on the phone with?
Started around the bottom, ended up at the top,
Heard you was in some trouble, I unretired my glock!
Did what I did,who woulda knew you was the cops,
Talk all on the phone to your homie about a block,
You got me up in the box, thought that you was my n****
You got your sentence reduced, cause you told 'em I pulled the trigger
And niggs i was looking out for you, you
Tryed to show 'em just how we do!
Put all my s*** aside, now im through
Figure that I would keep it crippy,
This what this real n**** get me!
Locked up for like a century
while you got the chance of a bentley
f*** My old b****** wanna beat my d*** plenty
My shooting finger itchy, but I hope somebody get em
But probably not!
Tonight I'm sweating in, cause you got me hot, got me hot!
Ima get his a** popped!
Can't get over how we was, tough as leather
Man, we did everything together
f*** our first b******
Earned our first chedda
Robbed the first n**** was down for whatever
And'll blast til forever if we had to!
Chorus: (x2)
What's the real n**** addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and b**** hanging with,
Hey, .... s*** what my intentions?*