ฟังเพลงPhone Tap (Explicit)

Song: Phone Tap

Artist: The Firm Featuring Dr. Dre, Nature, Nas & AZ

Lyrics: Nature, AZ, Nas, Dr. Dre & Chris “The Glove” Taylor

Composer: Chris “The Glove” Taylor & Dr. Dre

Yo, this Esco, who this?

What's the deal-y? I just touched grounds down in Philly

Brought a pound with me, Feds floating around silly

Tryna find Lynn; bitch supposed to be in the Benz

Parked in row 10, her and that slow hoe Gwen

Should've known she was a bitch that we both could've boned

To post it alone, the ass had us both in the zone

But you know the rules, both been schooled by older dudes

I know the jewels, no time for them thoughts, too much to lose

Just trying to vibe until them hoes role with the ride

Where's your joy and pride? You know, little Des' got your eyes

In the cut, drop CLK, the top's up

Left the mall, bought Little Amal the toy truck

Your boy's, what? Three-years-old now, correct?

He and my daughter age neck-and-neck, they future's set

Trees got me wet, in the background's an old cassette

Fly Stephanie Mills shit

What's the deal with all this shit I'm hearing up top?

You got arrested, shot a fair one with a cop?

That ain't ya stee', you usually low-key when o.t

I'm only going off of what some weak bitch told me

That's some ill shit, here that bitch go with her clique

Yo, dunn, I'll hit you right back 'cause the static is thick

We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do?

'Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew

All we need now is the right word or two

To make all it stick like glue, then you through

We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do?

'Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew

All we need now is the right word or two

To make all it stick like glue, we got you

We just hit the crib-o, I'm curled up on this pillow

I'm still low, heard the ill news, these niggas killed Mo

The shit touched me, tryna chill, just lit a Dutchie

From a while back, same foul cats who tried to bust me

Caught 'em sleeping in Spanish Harlem with some Puerto Ricans

Up in Washington Heights, right off the Deegan

Feel awful speaking, for some reason feel the phone's tapped

Alone with gats, left with a vest to watch my own back

Keep your eyes open, stay wise, shit is mind blowing

Look for any sign showing one-time is knowing

About the dynasty, shit is not minor leagues no more

Cats bleed in this cold war

Son, 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 Conduit, headlights on

Fluid in the windshield, wipes on, this light storm

That's forming in the sky, you coming home tomorrow?

Will you drive or will you fly? - Hold up, my other side

Yo, son, some other cats tried to ruin our plans

Sending two decoy bitches with pictures of you and your man

Asking your whereabouts, I gave 'em no leads

For all a nigga know, them hoes fuck with police

No shit, I'm clicking over, I'mma tell Sos quick

Son, them outta state bitches tryna get us both hit

That was Nate, he hit me last night late while in my ho's stomach

Said it's no running, we FBI's most wanted

So play the low; change your clothes, pack your bags

Watch what you say on this phone, get home fast

We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do?

'Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew

All we need now is the right word or two

To make all it stick like glue, then you through

We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do/

'Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew

All we need now is the right word or two

To make all it stick like glue, we got you