Phone Tap lyrics

Artist  : Firm, The 
Song : Phone Tap



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Nas:

Yo this Esco, who
this

AZ:

Whats the dilly
I just
touch grounds down in Philly
Brought a pound
with me
Feds floatin around silly
Tryin ta
find land
They suppose ta be in the
benz
Parked in row ten, hard in that
slohokwan
Should of known she was a bitch that
we both could of boned
This post of this
loan
The ass had us both in the zone
But
you know the rules
Both been schooled by older
dues
I know the jews
No time for them
thoughts, to much to lose
Just tryin to vibe
to them ho's role with the ride
Where's your
joint Pras
You know little Dezk gotcha
eyes

Nas:

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

AZ:

That's some ill shit
Hear
that bitch go with a click

Nas:

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

Guy Speaking in
spanish

Chorus(Dr.Dre):
We got you
phone tap
What you gonna do
Cause sooner or
later will have your whole crew
All we need now
is the right word or two to make all it stick like
glue
Then you threw
We got you phone
tap
What you gonna do
Cause sooner or later
will have your whole crew
All we need now is
the right word or two to make all it stick like
glue
We got you

AZ:

We just hit
the cribo
I'm cruled up on this pillow
I'm
still low, hold this ill news these niggas killed
more
The shit touched me
Tryin ta chill,
just lit a dutche from a while back
Same foul
cats who tryed to bust me
Caught em'
sleeppin
A spanish harlem with some
portoricans
Up in washington heights right off
the decan
Feel owful speakin for some vians
that feels the phone tap
Along with gats left
with a vest to watch my own
back

Nas:

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

Nature:

Yo son some other cats
tried to rulin our plans
Sendin to decoy
bitches with pictures of you and ya man
Askin
ya where abouts
I gave them no leads
For
all the nigga know them ho's fuck with the
police

Nas:

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

Chrous

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

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

AZ:
Out.