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Streetlife lyrics : "Shoot On Sight (s.o.s.)"


What, yeah, I ain't playin' around
No more, man, used to have for you and %#@!

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, ^!$$%

What, yeah, yo, yea, yo



I knew it come down to this, you let this rap %#@!
Come between us, now you smellin' your piss
Showed you love on the strength of click, little (*##$

Wanna switch, ride on the next ^!$$%'s dick?
Time to show you how real it can get, real quick
We can battle for your (*##$ or that ice on your wrist

We can do this for any price, your life's at risk
If you %#@! five mil, still wouldn't cop that %#@!
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 %#@! where you sleep, never walk where you piss

Don't forget I was Street, before this rap game %#@!
Nowadays, rap ^!$$%z, be dying in they whips
$#&@ a rhyme, take this back to sellin' dimes on the strip

Never in your lifetime, would you rock like this



I knew it come down to this
We used to be all right, now it's shoot on sight
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(Shoot on sight, ^!$$%)
I knew it come down to this
You $#&@ed up homey, you switched up on me

(Switched up, homey)
I knew it come down to this
You in the danger zone, you shouldn't be alone

(You better have that chrome)
I knew it come down to this
Down to this, down to this (come on Streetlife)



I knew it come down to this, I figure I'll

Warn you first, before I let you swallow my fist
I got gorillas in the myst, with banana clips
Ready to peel when I feel you slip

I don't care how much shotties you shot, how many bodies you got
You rub me wrong, then your body will drop
I'm from Homicide Housing, where we murder the cops

Just for browsing, walk in the beat on my block
You got some nerves, changing my words
But I'm on to you fake $$# ^!$$%, you heard?

This is grown man business, stay in your place
I got big big guns, that will erase your face
I see you eyein' me, eyein' you, bite your tongue

Cuz if you speak them fight words, mutha$#&@a, you done
I live the life, and everything come with a price
I'm only tellin' you once, I ain't sayin' *two gun shots*







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