Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap The Firm

Yo this Esco, who

AZ:
the dilly?
I touch grounds down in Philly
Brought a pound me
Feds floatin' 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 both could of
This post of this
The ass had us both in the
But you the rules
been schooled by older dues
I the Jews
No time for them thoughts, to to lose
Just to vibe to them ho's role with the ride
Where's joint Pras
You know little Dezk gotcha

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

AZ:
That's some ill
Hear bitch go with a click

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

Guy in Spanish

(Dr.Dre):
We got you tap
What you do
Cause sooner or later 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 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 hit the cribo
I'm up on this pillow
I'm still low, hold this ill these niggas killed more
The shit me
Tryin' ta chill, just lit a dutchie from a back
foul cats who tried to bust me
Caught em'
A Spanish Harlem some Puertoricans
Up in Washington heights right off the
Feel awful speakin' for some that feels the phone tap
Along gats left with a vest to watch my own back

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

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

No I'm clickin' over
I'm a Sosa quick son
Them state bitches tryin to get us both hit
That was Nate, he hit me last night while in my ho's stomach
it's no hundred
We most wanted
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 touch down son. Word.

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

AZ:
Out.