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letra de h·a·m - jay-z & kanye west

[verse 1: kanye west]
it was all good just a week ago, n-ggas feel theyselves
and that watch the throne drop, n-ggas k!ll themselves
what n-ggas gon’ do, hov?
this the new crack, on a new stove
i’m in the two-door, true that, n-ggas telling me, “you back!”
like a n-gga ever left up out this b-tch, huh?
and if life’s a b-tch, bet she suck my d-ck, huh
and i bet she f-cked the whole clique, huh
by the way, n-gga, you should f-cking quit, n-gga
just forget it, you talk it, i live it
like eli, i did it, joke’s on you, motherf-cker, 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 b-tches out like pam, n-gga
going h·a·m, n-gga, me and jigga
and a n-gga still young, why i have no kids
but i’ve been practicing with some actresses as bad as sh-t
had a few white girls, -sses flat as sh-t
but the head’s so good, d-mn, a n-gga 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 motherf-cker, let these n-ggas know who i am
i’m about to go h·a·m
hard as a motherf-cker, let these n-ggas know who i am

[verse 2: jay-z]
f-ck 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 m-th-f-ckas woulda been moved
i swam waters with great whites
y’all m-th-f-ckas woulda been chewed
i hustled with vultures late nights
y’all m-th-f-ckas woulda been food
f-ck wrong with these dudes? try to walk around in these shoes
see the sh-t i saw growing up
then maybe you could take a peek at these boos
n-ggas fantasize about the sh-t that i do daily
like these rappers rap about all the sh-t that i do really
i’m like, “really: half a billi n-gga, really?” you got baby money
keep it real with n-ggas, n-ggas 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
n-gga took the price on my uncle’s head
n0body 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, f-ck yo’ fresh
head shots, n-gga, f-ck your vest
f-ck the pigs, no pork on my fork
peace, god, ’cause you know a n-gga just went

[hook: jay-z]
h·a·m
hard as a motherf-cker, let these n-ggas know who i am
yeah, i’m ’bout to go h·a·m
hard as a motherf-cker, let these n-ggas 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

- jay z kanye west

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