Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap - DrDre

Yo this Esco, who

AZ:
What's the
I just touch grounds down in
Brought a with me
Feds floatin' around
Tryin' ta land
suppose 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 know the
No time for them thoughts, to to lose
Just tryin to vibe to them ho's role the ride
Where's your joint
You know little gotcha eyes

In the cut, Z ok the tops up
Left the mall little Amo the toy truck
Your boy's what, three years old know
Here my daughter Ase neck in
They set
got me wet in the backgrounds of oak set
Fly steppin' they mail
What's the deal with all this shit I'm up top
You got arrested, shot affair, one a cop
That 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 a click

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

Guy Speaking in

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

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

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

Yo son some cats tried to rulin' our plans
Sendin' to decoy with pictures of you and ya man
Askin' ya
I them no leads
For all the nigga know them f**k with the police

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

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

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

AZ:
Out.