Phone Tap
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โฑ๏ธ 3:46 duration
๐ ID: 1033252
๐ Lyrics
Yo, this Esco, who this
What's the deally, 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 ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both could'a 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, hear 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 Deacon
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 wide, shit is mind blowing
Look for any sign showin 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 car doing, headlights on
Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone 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 the 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 hundred, 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
Yo it's all good
I'mma hit you when I touch down tomorrow son, word
Stay on-point, don't even use the phone
Just come to my crib yo, word up
Out
What's the deally, 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 ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both could'a 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, hear 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 Deacon
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 wide, shit is mind blowing
Look for any sign showin 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 car doing, headlights on
Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone 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 the 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 hundred, 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
Yo it's all good
I'mma hit you when I touch down tomorrow son, word
Stay on-point, don't even use the phone
Just come to my crib yo, word up
Out
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.59] Yo, this Esco, who this
[00:01.62] What's the deally, I just touched grounds down in Philly
[00:04.15] Brought a pound with me, Feds floating around silly
[00:06.96] Tryna find Lynn; bitch supposed to be in the Benz
[00:09.51] Parked in row ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
[00:12.35] Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both could'a boned
[00:14.95] To post it alone, the ass had us both in the zone
[00:17.53] But you know the rules, both been schooled by older dudes
[00:20.48] I know the jewels no time for them thoughts, too much to lose
[00:23.34] Just trying to vibe until them hoes role with the ride
[00:25.79] Where's your joy and pride, you know little Des got your eyes
[00:28.52] In the cut drop CLK, the top's up
[00:31.24] Left the mall bought Little Amal the toy truck
[00:33.78] Your boy's what, three-years-old now correct
[00:36.55] He and my daughter age neck-and-neck, they future's set
[00:39.73] Trees got me wet, in the background's an old cassette
[00:42.53] Fly Stephanie Mills shit
[00:44.48] What's the deal with, all this shit I'm hearing up top
[00:47.45] You got arrested, shot a fair one with a cop
[00:49.75] That ain't ya stee', you usually low key when o.t
[00:52.77] I'm only going off of what some weak bitch told me
[00:55.42] That's some ill shit, hear that bitch go with her clique
[00:58.01] Yo Dunn, I'll hit you right back cause the static is thick
[01:00.51] We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do
[01:08.64] Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
[01:11.46] All we need now is the right word or two
[01:14.22] To make all it stick like glue, then you through
[01:16.83] We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do
[01:19.53] Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
[01:22.11] All we need now is the right word or two
[01:24.77] To make all it stick like glue, we got you
[01:26.92] We just hit the crib-o, I'm curled up on this pillow
[01:30.23] I'm still low, heard the ill news, these niggas killed Mo
[01:33.13] The shit touched me, tryna chill just lit a Dutchie
[01:35.68] From a while back, same foul cats who tried to bust me
[01:38.25] Caught em sleeping in Spanish Harlem with some Puerto Ricans
[01:41.39] Up in Washington Heights right off the Deacon
[01:43.74] Feel awful speaking, for some reason feel the phone's tapped
[01:46.59] Alone with gats left with a vest to watch my own back
[01:49.37] Keep your eyes open, stay wide, shit is mind blowing
[01:52.08] Look for any sign showin one-time is knowing
[01:54.78] About the dynasty, shit is not minor leagues no more
[01:57.40] Cats bleed in this cold war
[01:59.83] Son we took an oath, then this life took us both
[02:02.67] We rich now, milk the whole cow, split the growth
[02:05.26] Now I'm on the car doing, headlights on
[02:07.86] Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone this light storm
[02:10.51] That's forming in the sky, you coming home tomorrow
[02:13.24] Will you drive or will you fly - hold up, my other side
[02:15.92] Yo son some other cats tried to ruin our plans
[02:18.57] Sending two decoy bitches with pictures of you and your man
[02:21.51] Asking your whereabouts, I gave em no leads
[02:24.15] For all the nigga know them hoes fuck with police
[02:26.38] No shit I'm clicking over, I'mma tell Sos quick
[02:29.43] Son, them outta state bitches tryna get us both hit
[02:31.79] That was Nate, he hit me last night late while in my ho's stomach
[02:35.16] Said it's no hundred, we FBI's most wanted
[02:37.87] So play the low; change your clothes, pack your bags
[02:40.71] Watch what you say on this phone, get home fast
[02:42.68] Yo it's all good
[03:06.27] I'mma hit you when I touch down tomorrow son, word
[03:09.19] Stay on-point, don't even use the phone
[03:12.31] Just come to my crib yo, word up
[03:13.90] Out
[03:17.02]
[00:01.62] What's the deally, I just touched grounds down in Philly
[00:04.15] Brought a pound with me, Feds floating around silly
[00:06.96] Tryna find Lynn; bitch supposed to be in the Benz
[00:09.51] Parked in row ten, her and that slow ho Gwen
[00:12.35] Shoulda known she was a bitch that we both could'a boned
[00:14.95] To post it alone, the ass had us both in the zone
[00:17.53] But you know the rules, both been schooled by older dudes
[00:20.48] I know the jewels no time for them thoughts, too much to lose
[00:23.34] Just trying to vibe until them hoes role with the ride
[00:25.79] Where's your joy and pride, you know little Des got your eyes
[00:28.52] In the cut drop CLK, the top's up
[00:31.24] Left the mall bought Little Amal the toy truck
[00:33.78] Your boy's what, three-years-old now correct
[00:36.55] He and my daughter age neck-and-neck, they future's set
[00:39.73] Trees got me wet, in the background's an old cassette
[00:42.53] Fly Stephanie Mills shit
[00:44.48] What's the deal with, all this shit I'm hearing up top
[00:47.45] You got arrested, shot a fair one with a cop
[00:49.75] That ain't ya stee', you usually low key when o.t
[00:52.77] I'm only going off of what some weak bitch told me
[00:55.42] That's some ill shit, hear that bitch go with her clique
[00:58.01] Yo Dunn, I'll hit you right back cause the static is thick
[01:00.51] We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do
[01:08.64] Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
[01:11.46] All we need now is the right word or two
[01:14.22] To make all it stick like glue, then you through
[01:16.83] We got your phone tapped, what you gon' do
[01:19.53] Cause sooner or later, we'll have your whole crew
[01:22.11] All we need now is the right word or two
[01:24.77] To make all it stick like glue, we got you
[01:26.92] We just hit the crib-o, I'm curled up on this pillow
[01:30.23] I'm still low, heard the ill news, these niggas killed Mo
[01:33.13] The shit touched me, tryna chill just lit a Dutchie
[01:35.68] From a while back, same foul cats who tried to bust me
[01:38.25] Caught em sleeping in Spanish Harlem with some Puerto Ricans
[01:41.39] Up in Washington Heights right off the Deacon
[01:43.74] Feel awful speaking, for some reason feel the phone's tapped
[01:46.59] Alone with gats left with a vest to watch my own back
[01:49.37] Keep your eyes open, stay wide, shit is mind blowing
[01:52.08] Look for any sign showin one-time is knowing
[01:54.78] About the dynasty, shit is not minor leagues no more
[01:57.40] Cats bleed in this cold war
[01:59.83] Son we took an oath, then this life took us both
[02:02.67] We rich now, milk the whole cow, split the growth
[02:05.26] Now I'm on the car doing, headlights on
[02:07.86] Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone this light storm
[02:10.51] That's forming in the sky, you coming home tomorrow
[02:13.24] Will you drive or will you fly - hold up, my other side
[02:15.92] Yo son some other cats tried to ruin our plans
[02:18.57] Sending two decoy bitches with pictures of you and your man
[02:21.51] Asking your whereabouts, I gave em no leads
[02:24.15] For all the nigga know them hoes fuck with police
[02:26.38] No shit I'm clicking over, I'mma tell Sos quick
[02:29.43] Son, them outta state bitches tryna get us both hit
[02:31.79] That was Nate, he hit me last night late while in my ho's stomach
[02:35.16] Said it's no hundred, we FBI's most wanted
[02:37.87] So play the low; change your clothes, pack your bags
[02:40.71] Watch what you say on this phone, get home fast
[02:42.68] Yo it's all good
[03:06.27] I'mma hit you when I touch down tomorrow son, word
[03:09.19] Stay on-point, don't even use the phone
[03:12.31] Just come to my crib yo, word up
[03:13.90] Out
[03:17.02]