Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap

[nas] yo esco, who this?

What's the
I just touched grounds in philly
Brought a pound with me, feds floatin silly
Tryin to lynn, bitch supposed to be in the benz
in row ten, her and that slow hoe gwen
Should of known she was a bitch that we could of boned
To post it alone, the ass had us both in the
But you know the rules, both been by older dudes
I know the
No time for them thoughts, too much to
tryin to vibe until them hoes role with the ride
Where's joy and pride?
You know little des got your

In the cut, drop-z okay, the up
Left the mall bought little the toy truck
Your what, three years old now, correct?
He and my age neck and neck, they futures set
got me wet, in the background's an old cassette
Fly stephanie shit
What's the deal with, all this shit I'm up top
You got arrested, shot a fair one a cop
ain't ya stee', you usually low key with no t
I'm only goin off of what some weak bitch me

That's ill shit, hear that bitch go with her click

Yo dunn,
I'll hit you right back cause the is thick

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dr. dre

We got your phone tapped, what you do
sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
All we need now is the right or two
To all it stick like glue, then you through
We got your phone tapped, you gon' do
sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
All we need now is the word or two
To make all it stick glue, we got you

We just hit the cribbo, I'm up on this pillow
I'm still low, hold the ill news, these killed mo'
The shit me, tryin to chill just lit a dutchie
From a back - same foul cats who tried to bust me
Caught 'em sleeppin, in spanish harlem with puerto ricans
Up in heights right off the deacon
Feel awful speakin, for some reason, feel the tapped
with gats left with a vest to watch my own back

Keep your eyes open - stay wide, shit is mind
Look for any sign one-time is knowin
the dynasty, shit is not minor leauges no more
Cats in this cold war
Son we took an oath, then life took us both
We rich now, milk the whole cow, split the
Now I'm on the car doin, on
Fluid in the wipes gone this light storm
formin in the sky, you comin home tomorrow?
Will you or will you fly - hold up, my other side

Yo son some other cats to ruin our plans
Sendin two decoy bitches with pictures of you and man
Askin your - I gave 'em no leads
For all the nigga know them hoes fuck police

No shit I'm clickin over, i'ma sos' quick
Son - them state bitches tryin to get us both hit
was nate, he hit me last night late while in my hoe's stomach
Said it's no hundred, we most wanted
So the low, change your clothes, pack your bags
what you say on this phone, get home fast

Yo all good
I'ma hit you I touch down tomorrow son, word

Stay on point - don't use the phone
come to my crib yo, word up

Out