Deejan Underdue - Addicted to it lyrics

[Intro: Ice Cube] Yo what's up? Official T-shirt n***a Hood certified Dub Sizzle [WC: Hook] Where my, where my, where my hustlers at? Where my, where my, where my hustlers at? Where my hustle is at, where my hustlers at? Babies give give give money. Throw their hands up [Verse 1: WC] Sixteen in the chamber With a stack between my fingers Geto Boys, NWA, Schooly D in the CD changer Reclining like The Mac Swoop on the ave Cruise the block like a float in a parade In a seven and a half Sitting low __ so __ to the Pro Fitted Hustler, hustler, n***a all I know is a goal get it Ah, ah, ah the flow is so wicked Strip for me baby Slide down this chocolate pole and grip it Going all out for the dough Ball out and roll Dub keep it G n***a this hood sh** is all I know Got the dice __ up My ice cleaned up Now I cater the streets Like the weed man out of the ice cream truck Diamonds on my neck shining in the club like daylight Dub C be hitting it right By the end of the night You be saying all right 22 is the inches, 69 is the position Lench Mob and gangsta sh** Money's my addiction, n***a [Ice Cube: Hook] [WC: Hook] [WC and Ice Cube] I'm addicted to green that don't burn Up in the kitchen without a concern Mothaf**as will learn it's my turn I'm addicted to it Getting closer to it [Verse 2: WC] Making it bounce, making it bounce Chrome frame making it bounce I know girls like money So I'm sticking them and dicking them now Dick in their mouth Putting a dick in their mouth With a .44 on me sticking out Windows getting foggy while We doing it all night doggy style Acting up run the weed up Jag in cup, G'd up f**ing it up my Chucks moving and doing My new dance while I'm holding my n-eez-uts Back down then side to side I skip skip throw my dubs up high Running around South Central bottom With a bandana on my steering column Slap boxing, dominoes Jail breakers squatting low Switching up and our fly S5 On mine, middle finger out the window With one time riding When I beat up on the concrete I be sliding When I get up on a b**h their eyes get wide and When they see me sagging and lagging them Lench Mob medallion blinding them Hood screw up your stars And it ain't no k**ing ours Still the stars whoop your a** for the cash Yeah, I'm guilty as charged Quarter pounds, a**holes, whatever you need Best believe don't trip If the price is right I take a trip for flip And get them ___ ___ by one zip for zip Sitting on But I'm dipping on But I'm tipping on n***a getting it on With a freak on the side of me Sipping Patrón Trying to whip it on Baby licking my bone And I'm starting to moan Cause them lips are long And I can see me getting my pimping on And she tripping on But I'm twisting on My swap meet corduroy slippers on Cause I'm real with this I was built for this n***a muthaf**ing WC is still the sh** And I ain't leaving until I get another meal in this So every time I spit it I'm k**ing sh** So n***a dig a ditch Get out the wilderness I'm hood-certified and and still with this When will I quit? Oh, f** it n***a I ain't quitting until I'm filthy rich [Ice Cube: Hook] [WC and Ice Cube] I'm addicted to green that don't burn Up in the kitchen without a concern Muthaf**as will learn it's my turn I'm addicted to it Getting closer to it [WC: Hook x2]