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the game - war them want lyrics

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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 p-ss 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 p-ss 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-ssy deeper than yours
ya’ll rockin’ pieces with flaws
trying to get back on your jobs
trying to cut back on your costs
suck a d-ck, b-tch
none o’you f-ckin’ 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!lled the booth, ma
##unknown##, been in this sh-t 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-cking 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 p-ss 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 p-ss me my tech
them boys, them smoking stressed
they betta watch how we rest

[the game]
n-gga, i spit that true sh-t, that me and you sh-t
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-ggas 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-gga, plus digga, flip mode and i
we getting rock money before i heard dre
kingpin, n-gga, 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 p-ss 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 p-ss me my tech
them boys, them smoking stressed
they betta watch how we rest

[the game]
they say a coward dies a thousand deaths, but they don’t say when
so these n-ggas 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-t that bring out the eminem in me

[rah digga]
well, we getting twisted as h-ll, 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!ll bills
they be like, yo shorty, why you move that way?
shoot that tray, turn n-ggas 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 p-ss 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 p-ss me my tech
them boys, them smoking stressed
they betta watch how we rest



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