Performed with Redman
Featuring Ready Roc, Streetlife


[Redman]
Yo, I hit the 'freeway' after I 'rock the mic'
Light up like Showtime when they about to fight

How bout dat, boy, when that truck ride 38's
Your middle finger up at the light, I'm nice
Doc ride or die, I bubble up when the pouring peroxide

It's dirty, lookie here
Still sharp like I'm back in school
It's like Wonder Blade, cut a ^!$$% smooth

Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, who let the dog loose?
Whips and chains, I don't wanna argue
The big whale that's writing fishscale

Like me, better believe, I'm too hard to harpoon
My goons, think like Chris Wallace
'Give me the loot' and I don't wanna talk about it

When my ^!$$%s 'get 'em', that's when I
Crush the building, how about that?


[Chorus: Ready Roc (Redman) {Streetlife} ]
Look at my shoes, how about that, ^!$$%?
(My car, how about that, ^!$$%?)

{Getting money, how about that, ^!$$%?}

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey


[Ready Roc]
How about it, any ^!$$% realer than me? I doubt it

Catch Ready hop out of v, low mileage
You see the way I play with money, I'm so childish
And, so stylish, looking like Gucci my sponsor

Kicks crazy, jewelry is bonkers
Whether in the club or you see me in concert
I go hard, who created a monster?

Me, Gilla be the click that I ride with
Talk slick, get flipped like a Sidekick
You wonder why your (*##$ is on my dick

Cuz the boy flow doper than five bricks
The MC wishing I simply
Be remembered like Big Pun, Biggie or Pimp C

And when my ^!$$%s say 'get 'em', that's when I
Blocka blocka, how about that, ^!$$%?


[Chorus: Streetlife (Ready Roc) {Method Man} ]
Look at my house, how about that, ^!$$%?
(Sour dies', how about that, ^!$$%?

{Big paper, how about that, ^!$$%?}

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey


[Streetlife]
How bout that, ten years plus in the rap game

And still getting cream like a fat cat
Plus, I'm grossing money off of ASCAP
Plus, my publishing, yea I owns that

First of all, my royalty come quarterly
My hoes, my ^!$$%s, all move accordingly
Streetlife, I'm so international

My foreign exchange, but always in the capitol
Straight cash advances, while you be calling
Your label all day, hoping someone answers

I flow with no auto-tone, just me and my (*##$
My blunt, my beat, my microphone
I shine with no jewelry on, another star is born

Watch me perform, beyond the norm
And when my ^!$$%s 'get 'em', that's when I
Brr stick 'em, haha, stick 'em, how about that, ^!$$%?


[Chorus: Method Man (Streetlife) {Redman} ]
$#&@ what it cost, how about that, ^!$$%?

(I'm a boss, how about that, ^!$$%?)
{Straight pimping, how about that, ^!$$%?}


Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[Method Man]
Pimp game, soak it up, you dig?
Hope your haters want beef, cuz I don't touch the pig

How about that, boy, I'm a G, ain't another MC
Or pedophile that can touch the kid, I do it big
Like Chris Wallace, big bank, big wallet
Got a flow that go straight to the pros, forget college
I still got it, if I got an issue, I flow the pistol

And I'm offical, just like them ^!$$%s that low the whistle
Word, man, I shoot to kill 'em, you heard?
If you nasty, I shoot 'em with penicilen, you heard?
I'm like Cali, so carry, when I'm flipping the words
Flip the script on your (*##$ $$# while I'm flipping the bird

Meth sick with the pen, stick a few in your men
Then again, stick with my pen through the thick and the thin
Look, when my ^!$$%s 'get 'em', I send 'em to hell
And ride with 'em, how about that, ^!$$%?


[Chorus: Redman (Method Man) {Ready Roc} ]
Look at my crew, how about that, ^!$$%?
(Gun bigger than you, how abotu that, ^!$$%?
{Pop bottles, how about that, ^!$$%?}

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey