Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap The Firm

Yo this Esco, who

AZ:
What's the
I touch grounds down in Philly
Brought a pound me
floatin' around silly
Tryin' ta find
They suppose ta be in the
in row ten, hard in that slohokwan
Should of known she was a bitch that we both could of
This of this loan
The ass had us both in the
But you the rules
Both schooled by older dues
I know the
No time for them thoughts, to to lose
Just to vibe to them ho's role with the ride
Where's your joint
You know little Dezk eyes

In the cut, Z ok the tops up
Left the bought little Amo the toy truck
Your boy's what, three years old correct
Here my Ase neck in neck
futures set
Trees got me wet in the of oak set
Fly steppin' they shit
What's the deal all this shit 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 on for what some weak bitch told me

AZ:
some ill shit
Hear that go with a click

Dun I'll hit you right back 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 need now is the right word or two to make all it like glue
Then you
We got you tap
you gonna do
Cause or later will 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 hit the cribo
I'm up on this pillow
I'm low, hold this ill news these niggas killed more
The touched me
Tryin' ta chill, just lit a dutchie a while back
Same cats who tried to bust me
Caught em'
A Harlem with some Puertoricans
Up in Washington right off the decan
Feel awful for some vians that feels the phone tap
Along with gats with a vest to watch my own back

Keep your open
Stay wide, shit is mind
Look for any sign showin', one time is
About the dynasty, is not minor leagues no more
Cats in this cold war
Some we took an oath, this 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 other cats tried to rulin' our plans
Sendin' to bitches with pictures of you and ya man
Askin' ya
I them no leads
For all the know them ho's f**k with the police

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
it's no hundred
We most wanted
So play the low, change ya cloths, pack ya
Watch you say on this phone, get home fast

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

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

AZ:
Out.