[Featuring Dr. Dre] Nas: Yo this Esco, who this AZ: Whats the dilly I just touch grounds down in Philly Brought a pound with me Feds floatin around silly Tryin ta find land They suppose ta be in the benz Parked in row ten, hard in that slohokwan Should of known she was a bitch that we both could of boned This post of this loan The ass had us both in the zone But you know the rules Both been schooled by older dues I know the Jews No time for them thoughts, to much to lose Just tryin to vibe to them ho's role with the ride Where's your joint Pras You know little Dezk gotcha eyes Nas: In the cut, drop Z ok the tops up Left the mall bought little Amo the toy truck Your boy's what, three years old know correct He and my daughter's age neck and neck They furtures set In the background's a old cassette Fly Stephanie Mills shit Whats the deal with all this shit I'm hearin up top You got arrested, shot affair, one with a cop That ain't ya stee, you usually low key with no T I'm only goin on for what some weak bitch told me AZ: That's some ill shit Hear that bitch go with a click Nas: Dun I'll hit you right back cause the static is stick Guy Speaking in spanish Chorus(Dr.Dre): We got you phone tap What you gonna do Cause sooner or later will have your whole crew All we need now is the right word or two to make all it stick like glue Then you threw We got you phone tap What you gonna do Cause sooner or later will 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 cribo I'm cruled up on this pillow I'm still low, hold this ill news these niggas killed more The shit touched me Tryin ta chill, just lit a dutche from a while back Same foul cats who tryed to bust me Caught em' sleeppin A spanish harlem with some portoricans Up in washington heights right off the decan Feel owful speakin for some vians that feels the phone tap Along 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 Some 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 lifes scarmed Its 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 rulin our plans Sendin to decoy bitches with pictures of you and ya man Askin ya where abouts I gave them no leads For all the nigga know them ho's fuck with the police Nas: No shit I'm clickin over I'ma tell Sosa quick son Them outer 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 ya cloths, pack ya bags Watch what you say on this phone, get home fast Chrous 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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