The Game - War Them Want lyrics

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The Game - War Them Want lyrics

Man1: Hey, which one o' y'all is kent? Man2: Who is this fool, man? Man3: Who wanna know? Man1: A friend, homie Man3: Ah, homie, my bad, I don't think you know me [unknown] If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed Wall Street be the best If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed They betta watch how we rest [Rah Digga] Come on, I'm saying peace to the guards I'm steady peeping you're cards Don't even speak to these broads p**y deeper than yours Ya'll rockin' pieces with flaws Trying to get back on your jobs Trying to cut back on your costs s** a dick, b**h None o'you f**in' with Rah Digga AKA D.I., AKA Dirty Girl We stay reppin' ##unknown## Some even call me G5, (Why?) Shorty, you're back, to the highest power ##unknown## What's up? You say the proof in the pudding? I say the proof in the pie Cats be on me all day, like you the truth, ma See you on Rap City, you k**ed the booth, ma ##unknown##, been in this sh** since Woo ha Too fly, truck full o' dames Acting stuck up in the rain We jangling, baby, more than those bums with cup full of change Couple bust on some brains, from Beverly Hills to Compton f**ing with Game? True story, man [unknown] If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed Wall Street be the best If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed They betta watch how we rest [The Game] n***a, I spit that true sh**, that me and you sh** Like I was at bay sly when Jay recorded Blue Print Freestyle with Busta Rhymes, he told Dre, dude's sick Dre showed me the dotted line, I been in the booth since n***as came and went, I watched behind the Range Rover tints Now I'm here, put a chain on the fence Or Phantom in the driveway, paint on the bricks Walk this way, get more than Jam Jay on the kicks I got stripes like ##unknown## dodge You wanna buy these ##unknown##, meet me at Eno, at Mardi Gras I be in the Cranberry, my ##unknown## high I'm that n***a, plus Digga, flip mode and I We getting rock money before I heard Dre Kingpin, n***a, ten ki's for my twentieth birthday Yeah, five bricks, a bentley coup A range of five or six in the black H2, G-unit [unknown] If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed Wall Street be the best If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed They betta watch how we rest [The Game] They say a coward dies a thousand d**hs, but they don't say when So these n***as snitching, trying to stay away from the state pen I never did more than a week, but I seen ##unknown## to walk through a penitentiary If you ain't doing twenty five to life without the possibility It's possible, that you possibly not feeling me My anger is stemming from all this negativity And that's the type of sh** that bring out the eminem in me [Rah Digga] Well, we getting twisted as hell, you know I'm sick when I spell Hip-hop in my blood, might have sickle sell Get with with the drill, you know mommy getting the scrill They almost used me in the sequel 'cause of how I k** bills They be like, yo shorty, why you move that way? Shoot that tray, turn n***as into goose pate Always keep a little stash for any fool that lay Or straight beat down, face looking blue, black, grey [unknown] If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed Wall Street be the best If it war dem want, war dem'll get Wall Street boy, come on now, gimme my respect Nuff man them won't test but pa** me my tech Them boys, them smoking stressed They betta watch how we rest

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