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[nas] yo this esco, who this?

[az]
What's the deally?
I just touched grounds down in philly
Brought a pound with me, feds floatin around silly
Tryin to find lynn, bitch supposed to be in the benz
Parked in row ten, her and that slow hoe gwen
Should of known she was a bitch that we both could of 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 tryin to vibe until them hoes role with the ride
Where's your joy and pride?
You know little des got your eyes

[nas]
In the cut, drop-z okay, 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 futures 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 hearin up top
You got arrested, shot a fair one with a cop
That ain't ya stee', you usually low key with no t
I'm only goin off of what some weak bitch told me

[az]
That's some ill shit, hear that bitch go with her click

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

[spanish speaker -> words unknown]

Chorus: dr. dre

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

[az]
We just hit the cribbo, I'm curled up on this pillow
I'm still low, hold the ill news, these niggaz killed mo'
The shit touched me, tryin to chill just lit a dutchie
From a while back - same foul cats who tried to bust me
Caught 'em sleeppin, in spanish harlem with some puerto ricans
Up in washington heights right off the deacon
Feel awful speakin, for some reason, feel the phone's tapped
Alone 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
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 doin, headlights on
Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone this light storm
That's 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 ruin our plans
Sendin two decoy bitches with pictures of you and your man
Askin your whereabouts - I gave 'em no leads
For all the nigga know them hoes fuck with police

[nas]
No shit I'm clickin over, i'ma tell sos' quick
Son - them outta state bitches tryin to get us both hit
That was nate, he hit me last night late while in my hoe'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

Chorus

[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
[nas] yo this esco, who this?       [az]   What's the deally?    I just touched grounds down in philly   Brought a pound with me, feds floatin around silly   Tryin to find lynn, bitch supposed to be in the benz   Parked in row ten, her and that slow hoe gwen   Should of known she was a bitch that we both could of 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 tryin to vibe until them hoes role with the ride   Where's your joy and pride?    You know little des got your eyes      [nas]   In the cut, drop-z okay, 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 futures 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 hearin up top   You got arrested, shot a fair one with a cop   That ain't ya stee', you usually low key with no t   I'm only goin off of what some weak bitch told me      [az]   That's some ill shit, hear that bitch go with her click      [nas]   Yo dunn,   I'll hit you right back cause the static is thick      [spanish speaker -> words unknown]      Chorus: dr. dre      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      [az]   We just hit the cribbo, I'm curled up on this pillow   I'm still low, hold the ill news, these niggaz killed mo'   The shit touched me, tryin to chill just lit a dutchie   From a while back - same foul cats who tried to bust me   Caught 'em sleeppin, in spanish harlem with some puerto ricans   Up in washington heights right off the deacon   Feel awful speakin, for some reason, feel the phone's tapped   Alone 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   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 doin, headlights on   Fluid in the windsheild wipes gone this light storm   That's 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 ruin our plans   Sendin two decoy bitches with pictures of you and your man   Askin your whereabouts - I gave 'em no leads   For all the nigga know them hoes fuck with police      [nas]   No shit I'm clickin over, i'ma tell sos' quick   Son - them outta state bitches tryin to get us both hit   That was nate, he hit me last night late while in my hoe'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      Chorus      [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
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