Lyrics:
Eternal; that other shit is dead
Yes, let me know if you alive
Put your hands in the air; let me know if you bring it live
Hey, come on, hey, I love music
homies a Whether be
Fred Dogg S P double E D why cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe be
that carbon nigga
Baby Joe offin’ niggas vL be stalking niggas
And I’m really rich yeah
No I don’t talk to niggas
I come from the trenches
I kill all
squad, pretty broads
Bread Winner superstars, no façade
Designer store inside the mall, goin' hard
Let 'em know that I'm a dog, live by the law, ball
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the old school
88 fade
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I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One for the town
on
KID from the old school
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I live by the old rules
Like the old school eses
Boyle Heights
PRIMO
Orale!
Big Luis
RIP OG Jose Solis
One
a factory
Did Mother Nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please
That's what she said to me
But Big brother got the keys
And I got Jackson
a factory
Did Mother Nature tell you
Boy you come and go as you please
That's what she said to me
But Big brother got the keys
And I got Jackson
at war
Man at war
Man at war
We live to die
We live to die
We live to die
We live to die
Ohaw no to
Be twa
We live to die
We live to die
We live to die
We
featuring Diamond D Grand Puba
[Diamond D] Ninety three it's time man
(All out yo because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
[Fat Joe]
Yeah
This is goin out..
To all the live motherfuckers, knowhatI'msayin?
All the real niggaz
Bronx, Brooklyn, Manhattan, Queens
Michael Jackson Bad
All de manz dem trips every time they walk by
Yes me blow dem a kiss and I tell dem bye bye
Come in know say that you neva seen a gyal
woman
No, no, no, I won't be back at all
And that's the truth baby
Listen, I'm going, all right
Somebody told me, somebody told me
I'm Joe Jackson, I'm
own lives
[BeBe Winans]
It's true we'll make a better day
Just you and me
[Michael Jackson]
When you're down and out
There seems no hope at all
And I got Jackson Cannery
Millionaires and mill rats live side by side here
Messed up my brother's mind
He's far from earth
Tell me what's he worth
as a young person
I didn't have for
Lack of a better word I didn't have
A Joe Jackson in my family i didn't have
That sort of overbearing stage
Parent… Or,
Live away...
Clay D:
YO-O-O-O-O-O, LET'S GO! (HEYY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP! (COME ON!)
COME ON NOW, GET IT! (EVERYBODY!!)
GET IT UP, GET IT UP!
because he robbed, nigga, that's a shame
High up on the chart, a machine like a fuckin' crane
Dog got hit, should've chilled, get off, come on, ah
Dog got
squash it
We don't retreat
Always rappin
What u gonna cop
But be broke by next wk
Quit ya habit
Be a savage wit ur hustle
Fuck sleep
Get some money
Learn
Steppin' Out - Written By Joe Jackson
Now
The mist across the window hides the lines
But nothing hides the colour of the lights that shine
Nigga, uh, uh, uh
Put a bitch on a bitch and a bitch on a strip
Extra chips with the dip, extra clips for the stick
They my sons, Joe Jackson, come
getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in
[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by
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