Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap - DrDre

Yo this Esco, who

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

In the cut, drop Z ok the up
Left the mall bought Amo the toy truck
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 with all this shit I'm hearin up top
You got arrested, shot affair, one a cop
That ain't ya stee, you low key with no t
I'm only goin on for what weak bitch told me

AZ:
That's ill shit
Hear that bitch go a click

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

Guy in Spanish

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

AZ:
Out.