Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Tap The Firm

Yo Esco, who this?

AZ:
What's the
I touch grounds down in Philly
Brought a with me
Feds floatin' around
Tryin' ta land
They suppose ta be in the
Parked in row ten, hard in slohokwan
Should of she was a bitch that we both could of boned
This of this loan
The ass had us in the zone
But you know the
Both been schooled by older
I know the
No for them thoughts, to much to lose
tryin 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
Left the bought little Amo the toy truck
Your what, three years old know correct
Here my daughter Ase in neck
They set
Trees got me wet in the of oak set
Fly steppin' mail shit
What's the deal 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 bitch me

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

Keep eyes open
Stay wide, shit is mind
for any sign 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 took us both
We rich now, milk the whole cow, the growth
Now I'm on the car doin', on
Fluid in the sheild wipes gone
This scarmed
Its in the sky
You home tomorrow, will you drive or will you fly
up my other side

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

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