Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap The Firm

Yo Esco, who this?

AZ:
the dilly?
I touch grounds down in Philly
Brought a pound me
Feds floatin' around
Tryin' ta find
They suppose ta be in the
Parked in row ten, 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 the rules
Both been schooled by older
I the Jews
No time for them thoughts, to to lose
Just tryin to vibe to them ho's role the ride
Where's your Pras
You little Dezk gotcha eyes

In the cut, drop Z ok the up
Left the mall little Amo the toy truck
boy's what, three years old know correct
Here my Ase neck in neck
futures set
Trees got me wet in the of oak set
Fly steppin' mail shit
What's the deal with all shit I'm hearin 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:
That's ill shit
Hear that bitch go 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 will your whole crew
All we need now is the right word or two to make all it like glue
you threw
We got you tap
you gonna do
Cause or later will have your whole crew
All we now is the right word 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 from a back
Same foul who tried to bust me
em' sleepin'
A Harlem with some Puertoricans
Up in heights right off the decan
Feel awful speakin' for vians that feels the phone tap
Along with gats left with a vest to watch my own

Keep eyes open
Stay wide, is mind blowin'
Look for any showin', one time is knowin'
About the dynasty, shit is not minor no more
Cats bleed in cold war
we took an oath, then 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 scarmed
Its in the sky
You comin' home tomorrow, will you drive or you fly
hold up my side

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

No shit I'm clickin'
I'm a Sosa quick son
outer state bitches tryin to get us both hit
That was Nate, he hit me last late while in my ho's stomach
Said no hundred
We most wanted
So play the low, change ya cloths, ya bags
Watch what you say on this phone, get 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 yo, word up.

AZ:
Out.