Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap The Firm

Yo Esco, who this?

AZ:
What's the
I just touch grounds down in
Brought a with me
Feds floatin' around
ta find land
They suppose ta be in the
Parked in row ten, in that slohokwan
Should of known she was a bitch we both could of boned
post of this loan
The ass had us in the zone
But you know the
Both been by older dues
I know the
No time for them thoughts, to much to
Just to vibe to them ho's role with the ride
Where's joint Pras
You know Dezk gotcha eyes

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

AZ:
That's some ill
Hear that 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 will have whole crew
All we need now is the word or two to make all it stick like glue
you threw
We got you tap
you gonna do
Cause or later will have your whole crew
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 curled up on this
I'm still low, hold this ill these niggas killed more
The touched me
Tryin' ta chill, just lit a dutchie a while back
Same foul who tried to bust me
em' sleepin'
A Harlem with some Puertoricans
Up in Washington heights off the decan
Feel speakin' for some vians that feels the phone tap
Along with gats left with a vest to my own back

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

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

No I'm clickin' over
I'm a Sosa quick son
outer state bitches tryin to get us both hit
That was Nate, he hit me last night late while in my ho's
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 home

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

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

AZ:
Out.