Phone Tap

yo this esco, who this?

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

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

That's some I'll shit, hear that bitch go with her click

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 cribbo, I'm curled up on this pillow

I'm still low, hold the I'll 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

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

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

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

Yo it's all good

I'ma 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