Jay-Z & Kanye West - H·A·M - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Trap,East Coast

Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1: Kanye West] It was all good just a week ago, niggas feel theyselves And that Watch the Throne drop, niggas kill themselves What niggas gon' do, Hov? This the new crack, on a new stove I'm in the two-door, true that, niggas telling me, "You back!" Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh? And if life's a bitch, bet she suck my dick, huh And I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh By the way, nigga, you should fucking quit, nigga Just forget it, you talk it, I live it Like Eli, I did it, joke's on you, motherfucker, and I get it, haha No paper, ho, but you can have some more of me Or-a-gy or are we speaking metaphorically? Historically I'm kicking bitches out like Pam, nigga Going H·A·M, nigga, me and Jigga And a nigga still young, why I have no kids But I've been practicing with some actresses as bad as shit Had a few white girls, asses flat as shit But the head's so good, damn, a nigga glad he hit Got 'em jumping out the building, watch out below A million out the door [Chorus: Kanye West] I'm about to go H·A·M Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am I'm about to go H·A·M Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Fuck y'all mad at me for? Y'all don't even know what I've been through I played chicken with a Mack truck Y'all muthafuckas woulda been moved I swam waters with Great Whites Y'all muthafuckas woulda been chewed I hustled with vultures late nights Y'all muthafuckas woulda been food Fuck wrong with these dudes? Try to walk around in these shoes See the shit I saw growing up Then maybe you could take a peek at these boos Niggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily Like these rappers rap about all the shit that I do really I'm like, "Really: half a billi nigga, really?" You got baby money Keep it real with niggas, niggas ain't got my lady's money Watch the throne, don't step on our robe Bad enough we let you step on our globe With my nephew die, daddy's dead Nigga took the price on my uncle's head Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled So I feel like I would like to know my uncle's bread Bow down, brother, pay homage Don't spill hate all on my garments Comme des Garçons, fuck yo' fresh Head shots, nigga, fuck your vest Fuck the pigs, no pork on my fork Peace, God, 'cause you know a nigga just went [Hook: Jay-Z] H·A·M Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am Yeah, I'm 'bout to go H·A·M Hard as a motherfucker, let these niggas know who I am Yeah, I'm 'bout to go H·A·M [Outro] Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine Vivat rex in homine
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