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Дата випуску: 31.12.2010
Вікові обмеження: 18+
Мова пісні: Англійська
H•A•M |
It was all good just a week ago |
Niggas feel theyselves |
And then watch the throne drop |
Niggas kill theyselves |
What niggas gon' do ho? |
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, suck my dick huh? |
And I bet she fucked the whole clique, huh |
By the way nigga, you should fuckin' quit, nigga |
Just forget it, you talk it, I live it |
Like Eli I did it, jokes on you muthafucker and I get it |
No paper ho, but you can have some more of me |
Orgy, or are we speakin' methaphorically |
Historically, I’m kickin' bitches out like pam, nigga |
Goin' H.A.M. nigga, me and jigga |
And a nigga still young, wanna 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 so good, damn a nigga glad he hit |
Got 'em jumpin' out the building |
Watch out below, a million out the door |
I’m about to go H.A.M., hard as a muthafucker |
Let these niggas know who I am |
I’m about to go H.A.M., hard as a muthafucker |
Let these niggas know who I am |
Fuck y’all mad at me for? |
You don’t even know what I’ve been through |
I play chicken with a Mac truck |
Y’all muthafuckers woulda been moved |
I swam waters with great whites |
Y’all muthafuckers woulda been chewed |
I hustle with vultures late nights |
Y’all muthafuckers woulda been food |
Fuck wrong with these dudes? |
Try to walk around in these shoes |
See the shit I saw growing up |
And maybe you can 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 money |
Watch the throne, don’t step on our robe |
Bad enough we let you step on our glow |
When my nephew died, daddy dead |
Niggas 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 |
Commes Des Garons, fuck you’re fresh |
Head shots nigga fuck your vests |
Fuck the pig, no pork on my fork |
Peace God, 'cause you know a nigga just went H.A.M. |
Hard as a muthafucker, let these niggas know who I am |
Yeah I’m 'bout to go H.A.M. |
Hard as a muthafucker, let these niggas know who I am |
Yeah I’m 'bout to go HAM |