Shoot on Sight (S.O.S.) Streetlife (Ft. Method Man)

[Intro: Streetlife]
What, yeah, I ain't playin' around
No more, man, used to have for you and shit
What, wanna stab me in my back, and all that
Yeah, word, you ain't got to say nothin' to me
When you see me in the world, nigga
What, yeah, yo, yea, yo

[Verse 1: Streetlife]
I knew it come down to this, you let this rap shit
Come between us, now you smellin' your piss
Showed you love on the strength of click, little bitch
Wanna switch, ride on the next nigga's dick?
Time to show you how real it can get, real quick
We can battle for your bitch or that ice on your wrist
We can do this for any price, your life's at risk
If you shit five mil, still wouldn't cop that shit
I respect no M.C. who claim they sick
With your gangsta anticts, what part of the game is this?
Ignorant simplest, life after death is a myth
Never shit where you sleep, never walk where you piss
Don't forget I was Street, before this rap game shit
Nowadays, rap niggas, be dying in they whips
Fuck a rhyme, take this back to sellin' dimes on the strip
Never in your lifetime, would you rock like this