DJ Khaled, Juelz Santana - Addicted lyrics

Eh Khaled, you done playing with them?
Santana
About to give them some real street shit

Big drop, gotta look big, nigga
I grew up small, I had to look big, nigga
I had the moddo, like "look big, nigga"
It ain't about what small or what look big
Nigga when this small barol in your
Face, it look big, nigga
Push big niggas to the point where
They don't wanna push small niggas
To the point, get the point, nigga?
Crack dealer I been, since I don't know when
8, 9, 10, na, I don't know when
I know I started early, started young
Started dumb started out as a runner
Started out making my run
I whent from bit's and pieces
To bricks and sneakers
Fox was like "here, give this to Kiesha"
Tell Kiesha to get that to T
Tell T "get that back to me"
Get the drill sargent
I lay it down like a drill sargent
Straight out of boot camp
My soldiers in the field marching
Hut 1, hut 2, hut 3

Gotta get it, gotta get it, my money made
Gotta hustle, gotta hustle, gotta hustle, man
I'm on my grind, if I
Gotta shoot you, I do it, man
I'm addicted
Cars clothes, drugs, hoes, you know
I'm addicted
Murder, death, kill, anything goes
I'm addicted i honor death before dishonor
I'm addicted
This ain't fiction, I livedI'm addicted

Come through on the first?
Good, cause I make my best moves on the first
First of the third, I be workin
TheGotta break 'm all down
So every person gets surved
I'm addicted to this life for me
I live it, it's just right for me
I can't coap with being broke, I never could
Plus I prommised myself I never would
Plus I can't forget the fact I have that
Wrist when it comes to whippin
Bring that Crack back
I'm in the kitchen, I'm whippin
Bringing that Crakck back
Cam, pass me the ice
BlackjOr should I say magic
Pardin my slang, it's pardt of my bad habit's
Pardin my ring, it's just part of my swagger
You don't like it, nigga, pardin my swagger
I told a chick I'm addicted
To holding my dick with my right
Hand and posing for pictures
I told her quick "I'm sort of a pimp, bitch"
Or more of a hustler
And one you should get with
It's none like me
Not two, not three, not one like me
Can't none get it done like me
Not him, not him, damb sure not her like me

Gotta get it, gotta get it, my money made
Gotta hustle, gotta hustle, gotta hustle, man
I'm on my grind, if I
Gotta shoot you, I do it, man
I'm addicted
Cars clothes, drugs, hoes, you know
I'm addicted
Murder, death, kill, anything goes
I'm addicted i honor death before dishonor
I'm addicted
This ain't fiction, I livedI'm addicted