I'm hooked on you On everything you do I wanna give you up but baby I'm hooked on you Verse2: You know i'm hooked on you (Whoa yeah) Here we
Traduction: Dream Street. Hooked on You.
hooked on you, on everything you do (you do) I wanna give you up, but baby I'm hooked on you (Hooked on you...Hooked on you...Hooked on you...Hooked on
wash with bleach And I never show my hand, not even to me See? [Hook] [Fabolous - Verse 2] Say what?s on your heart if you?re real Cause the scars you
Clap That'll leave you on the side like a Kangol hat He ain't have no choice, he was born this way These streets pull your number like a phone display And you
, y'all boys talk down Like you didn't know T, everytime I came around Now when you hear me, I'ma put you on stall And don't say nothing, when you see
get your weapon You better pray that I'm codeine, and I'm just tripping But I won't let you add up to my problems, I will leave you tripping [Hook]
(*talking*) Yeah sup Ro sup Grace, it's your boy Den Den To jump on this track with you boys, you know I'm tal'n bout It's all about the 3rd baby 3rd
guillotine Wanna stop like Akeim, on my god damn dream And now mark and ass niggas, recognize my team [Hook - 4x] Murderer in me, I love to see you
about how much coke you move cause I know you flip alittle but you smoke it too and when you go against me you suppose to lose when we erase you ya wife
you see that I'm on my way, ils veulent savoir qui suis-je So j'vais rester fat Surtout original boy you like that I'm on my, I'm on my Mode de vie
you know we from the. [Hook: Chingy] (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) All my fly day numbered, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up if you representin
of living Do you wanna get away Restaurant smells Mix in the heat of the day Telephone bells Kissogram girls on her way Someone's thinking of you Birthday
back of a limousine Puffing on weed as we game on the drunk hoes Hit the skunk I reminisce just on the way we used to play, you punk hoes What I possess
the back of a limousine, puffin on weed as we game on the drunk hoes Hit the skunk I reminisce just on the way we used to play, you punk hoes What I
sittin in my cell as I dwell on my past Tryin to figure how a nigga turned dreams into cash Quick call her collect, ain't no respect on the other side
pots of treasure It's every girl's dream, to floss with the team Long on the suine DVD's on the screen Blowing on cream Waiting for you to scheme You
on that mack meal, unload and reload, I live by the streets code, and pray to lord have mercy on my soul [Hook] [Verse 3: Havoc] Keep havin these dreams
