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[nas] yo this esco, who this? [az] Whats 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 ho gwen Should have known she was a bitch that we both could have boned If posted 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 Letras de cancionesJust tryin to vibe until them hos roll with divide Wheres 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 backgrounds an old cassette Fly stephanie mills shit Whats 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 [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 it all 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 it all 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 sleepin, in spanish harlem with some puerto ricans Up in washington heights right off the deacon Feel awful speakin, for some reason, feel the phones 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 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 doin, headlights on Fluid in the windshield wipes gone, this light storm Thats 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 hos fuck with police [nas] No shit I'm clickin over, ima 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 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 [Chorus] [az] Yo it's all good Ima 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 From Letras Mania