Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap - DrDre

Yo this Esco, who

AZ:
What's the
I just touch down in Philly
Brought a with me
Feds around silly
ta find land
They ta be in the benz
Parked in row ten, hard in slohokwan
Should of known she was a bitch that we could of boned
This post of loan
The ass had us both in the
But you know the
Both been schooled by older
I the Jews
No time for them thoughts, to to lose
Just tryin to vibe to them ho's with the ride
Where's joint Pras
You know little Dezk eyes

In the cut, Z ok the tops up
Left the mall bought little Amo the toy
boy's what, three years old know correct
Here my daughter Ase in neck
They set
got me wet in the backgrounds of oak set
Fly steppin' they shit
What's the deal with all this I'm hearin up top
You got arrested, affair, one with a cop
ain't ya stee, you usually low key with no t
I'm only goin on for what some bitch told me

AZ:
some ill shit
Hear that bitch go with a

Dun I'll hit you right cause the static is stick

Guy Speaking in

(Dr.Dre):
We got you tap
What you do
Cause sooner or later will have your whole
All we need now is the right word or two to make all it stick like
you threw
We got you tap
you gonna do
Cause sooner or later will have your whole
All we now is the right word or two to make all it stick like glue
We got you

AZ:
We just hit the
I'm up on this pillow
I'm still low, hold this ill news these niggas killed
The shit me
Tryin' ta chill, just lit a from a while back
Same foul cats who tried to me
Caught em'
A Spanish Harlem with Puertoricans
Up in Washington heights off the decan
Feel awful speakin' for some vians feels the phone tap
Along with gats left with a vest to watch my own

Keep your open
wide, shit is mind blowin'
Look for any sign showin', one is knowin'
About the dynasty, shit is not leagues no more
Cats in this cold war
Some we took an oath, this life took us both
We rich now, milk the cow, split the growth
Now I'm on the car doin', on
Fluid in the wind sheild gone
life's scarmed
Its in the sky
You home tomorrow, will you drive or will you fly
hold up my other

Yo son some other cats to rulin' our plans
Sendin' to decoy bitches pictures of you and ya man
ya whereabouts
I gave no leads
For all the nigga know them ho's f**k with the

No I'm clickin' over
I'm a tell Sosa son
Them state bitches tryin to get us both hit
That was Nate, he hit me last night late while in my ho's
Said it's no
We FBI's wanted
So the low, change ya cloths, pack ya bags
Watch what you say on phone, get home fast

AZ:
Yo all good. I'm a hit you when I touch down tomorrow son. Word.

Stay on point. Don't even use the phone, just to my crib yo, word up.

AZ:
Out.