Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
JAY-Z
Vocals
Jonah Levine
Trombone
Steve Wyreman
Guitar
Kenneth Whalum
Tenor Saxophone
Nathan Mercereau
French Horn
Crystal Torres
Trumpet
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shawn Carter
Songwriter
Winston Riley
Songwriter
Ophlin Russell
Songwriter
Jacob Miller
Songwriter
Damien Marley
Songwriter
Dion Wilson
Songwriter
Roger Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
No ID
Producer
Gimel "Young Guru" Keaton
Recording Engineer
Michael Law Thomas
Recording Engineer
Casey Cuayo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jimmy Douglass
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Now greetings to the world
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Shawn was on that gospel shit
I was on the total fuckin' opposite
Shit, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer
That's a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off
Y'all be talkin' crazy under them IG pictures
So when you get to hell you tell 'em Blanco sent ya
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 a worker rock so many jewels (never)
I've never seen the runner with so many cars (ever)
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 niggas
Just set the price so niggas'll live your life, my nigga
Once upon a time in the projects
Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex
I was in fight mode, and now it's, "Fuck me, mijo"
I was movin' them kilos, help you move your peoples
Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools
Who they effin' with, and we got FN's too
Before we had A&R's, we had AR's too
We the only ones really movin' like y'all say y'all do
We still movin' like y'all niggas say y'all did
Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid
Ty Ty jumped over niggas 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 shit poppin'
I pulled out the pot when we was outta options
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Rude boy nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Put that drum in your ear, don't get Srem'd
I'll Bobby Shmurda anybody you heard of
Niggas could not be further, I fathered your style
Birth of a Nation, Nat Turner style
Uh, y'all make me turn up all this talkin' down
Uh, niggas is skippin' leg day just to run they mouth
I be skippin' 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 niggas weave, niggas 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
Gangsta nuh live in a tenement yard
Dreadlocks nuh live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
And them su, su, su, su, su
Too much chatty, chatty, chatty
And them su, su, su, su, su
Can't you see it's my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam yeah, Lord
And mi seh what a bam bam (do it, Jay!)
Can't you see it's my ambition
I come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam
What a bam bam
I don't give a goddamn
I don't give a goddamn
When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness
Yow, crowd of people go and mind yuh business
This a hunting season
Mek I tell you hunting season
Well, I tell ya something season
Yow this a hunting season
Cake and dumpling season
Spinners and dumpling season
Don't play by the king
Love is all I and I bring you know
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Top ranking, keep it skanking
Ooh wee, huh
Hear me now
Writer(s): Roger Lewis, Damian "jr. Gong" Marley, Dion Wilson, Jacob Miller, Shawn Carter, Sister Nancy, Winston Riley
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