Jay-z - Bam lyrics

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Jay-z - Bam lyrics

[Hook/Chorus – Damian Marley and Jay Z] Now greetings to the world Gangsta no live in a tenement, ya Hood boy no live in a tenement, ya Too much watchy, watchy, watchy Too much so, so, so, so, so Them chatty, chatty, chatty And so, so, so, so, so f** all this pretty Shawn Carter sh** n***a, HOV [Verse 1 – Jay Z] Shawn was on that gospel sh** I was on the total f**ing opposite sh**, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer That's a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off Y'all be talking crazy under them IG pictures So when you get to Hell you tell 'em blanco sent you I can't take no threats I got a set of twins Those were just the words you'll never hear again For the final time you don't believe these fools I've never seen the work la roc so many j**els I've never seen the runner with so many cars Y'all couldn't stop me, you're not as tough as you say you are My advice is just don't be too nice to n***as Just set the price so n***as'll live your live my n***a Once upon a time in the projects Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex I was in flight mode and that was k**ing me I was moving them kilos help you move your peoples Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools Who they effing with, and we got Effen too Before we had A&R's we had AR's too We the only ones really moving like y'all say y'all do We still moving like y'all n***as say y'all did Emory pa**ed you n***as and he did a bid Tata jumped over n***as and he's like 5′ 6″ Got the heart of a giant, don't you ever forget Don't you never forget, Jigga got this sh** popping I pulled out the pop when we was outta options [Hook/Chorus – Damian Marley and Jay Z] Gangsta no live in a tenement, ya Hood boy no live in a tenement, ya Too much watchy, watchy, watchy Them so, so, so, so, so Too much chatty, chatty, chatty And them so, so, so, so, so f** all this pretty Shawn Carter sh** n***a, HOV [Verse 2 – Jay Z] Put that drum in your ear don't get Srem'd I'll Bobby Shmurda anybody ya heard of n***as could not be further, I fathered your style Birth of a nation Nat Turner style Uh, y'all make me turn up all this talking down Uh, n***as is skipping leg day just to run they mouth I be skipping leg day I still run the world I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled I'll line you all up with one finger wave Make n***as weave, n***as is out here fake Laced front to the back don't front Y'all gonna make me wig I'ma give y'all what you want [Hook/Chorus – Damian Marley and Jay Z] Gangsta no live in a tenement, ya Dreadlocks no live in a tenement, ya Too much watchy, watchy, watchy Them so, so, so, so, so Too much chatty, chatty, chatty And them so, so, so, so, so f** all this pretty Shawn Carter sh** n***a, HOV [Outro – Damian Marley] Can't you see it's my ambition I'll come tonight s** the whole nation What a bam bam yeah, loud I miss a what a bam bam (do it Jay!) Can't you see it's my ambition I'll come tonight s** the whole nation What a bam bam What a bam bam I don't give a God damn I don't give a God damn (?) call my dance I'ma spliff on guinness Y'all call the people go on mind your business This a hunting season May I tell ya hunting season May I tell ya something season Y'all this a hunting season Fear can't dumpling season Spinners and dumpling season (?)