Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap - DrDre

Yo Esco, who this?

AZ:
What's the
I touch grounds down in Philly
a pound with me
Feds floatin' silly
Tryin' ta land
They ta be in the benz
Parked in row ten, in that slohokwan
Should of she was a bitch that we both could of boned
This post of loan
The ass had us in the zone
But you know the
been schooled by older dues
I the Jews
No time for thoughts, to much to lose
tryin to vibe to them ho's role with the ride
Where's your joint
You know little Dezk gotcha

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

AZ:
some ill shit
Hear that bitch go with a

Dun hit you right back cause the static is stick

Guy Speaking in

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

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

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

Yo son some other cats to rulin' our plans
Sendin' to decoy with pictures of you and ya man
Askin' ya
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 quick son
outer state bitches tryin to get us both hit
That was Nate, he hit me night late while in my ho's stomach
Said no hundred
We FBI's most
So play the low, change ya cloths, ya bags
Watch what you say on this phone, get home

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

Stay on point. even use the phone, just come to my crib yo, word up.

AZ:
Out.