Phone Tap

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 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 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