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Phone Tap by AZ; Dr. Dre; Nas and Natureالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Phone Tap by AZ; Dr. Dre; Nas and Nature

     

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[Featuring Dr. Dre]
Nas:
Yo this Esco, who this
AZ:
what's 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
He and my daughter's age neck and neck
They furtures set
In the background's a old cassette
Fly Stephanie Mills shit
what's 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.

Writer : CRUZ, ANTHONY S/JONES, NASIR/BAXTER, JEFF
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z TUNES

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