Letra H.A.M (ft jay-z) Kanye West

H.A.M (ft jay-z)

[Kanye West]
It was all good just a week ago, niggas feel themselves
And that Watch The Throne drop, niggas kill themselves
What niggas gon’ do, Hov? This a new crack, on a new stove
I’m in the two-door, true that, niggas tellin’ me, “You back”
Like a nigga ever left up out this bitch, huh?
And if life a bitch, bet she suck my dick, huh?
And I bet she fuck the whole clique, huh?
By the way, nigga, you should fuckin’ quit, nigga
Just forget, you talk it, I live it
Like Eli, I did it, joke’s on you motherfucker, and I get it
(Haha) No paper, hoe, but you can have some more of me
Or-a-gy, or are we, speaking metaphorically?
Historically, I’m kickin’ bitches out like Pam, nigga
Goin’ ham, nigga, me and Jigga
And a nigga still young, wanna have tho’ kids
But I been practicin’ wit’ some actresses that’s bad as shit
Had a few white girls, asses flat as shit
But the head so good, damn, a nigga glad he hit
Got ‘em jumpin’ out the buildin’, watch out below
A million out the door

I’m about to go ham
Hard as a motherfucker
Let these niggas know who I am

I’m about to go ham
Hard as a motherfucker
Let these niggas know who I am

[Jay-Z]
Fuck y’all mad at me for? Y’all don’t even know what I been through
I played chicken wit’ a Mack truck, y’all motherfuckers woulda been moved
I swam waters wit’ Great Whites, y’all motherfuckers woulda been chewed
I hustled wit’ vultures late nights, y’all motherfuckers woulda been food
Fuck wrong with these fools? Try to walk around in these shoes
See the shit I saw growin’ up, then maybe you could take a peek at these boots
Niggas fantasize about the shit that I do daily
Like these rappers rap about all that shit that I do really
I’m like, “Really, half a billi? Nigga, really you got baby money”
Keep it real wit’ niggas, niggas ain’t got my lady money
Watch The Throne, don’t step on our road
Bad enough we let you step on our globe
When my nephew died, daddy’s dead
Niggas took the price on my uncle’s head
Nobody called the cops as my uncle bled
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So I feel like I would like to know my uncle’s bread
Bow down, you ‘posed to pay homage
Don’t spill hate all on my garments
Comme des Garçons, fuck your fresh
Headshots, nigga, fuck your vest
Fuck the pig, no pork on my fork
Peace, God

‘Cause you know a nigga just went ham
Hard as a motherfucker
Let these niggas know who I am

I’m about to go ham
Hard as a motherfucker
Let these niggas know who I am

Yeah, I’m ’bout to go ham