War Them Want The Game

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 pass 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 pass 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
Pussy 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 dick, bitch
None o'you fuckin' 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 killed the booth, ma
##unknown##, been in this shit 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
Fucking with Game? True story, man