Phone Tap

[Produced by Dr. Dre and Chris "The Glove" Taylor] [Nas] Yo, this Esco, who this? [Verse 1: AZ] What's the deal-y? I just touched grounds down in Philly Brought a pound with me, Feds floatin' around silly Tryna find Lynn — bitch supposed to be in the Benz Parked in row 10, her and that slow hoe Gwen Should've known she was a bitch that we both could've 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 Just tryna vibe until them hoes roll with the ride Where's your joy and pride? You know, little Des' got your eyes [Verse 2: Nas & AZ] In the cut, drop CLK, the top's up Left the mall, bought little Amar 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 a 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 when O-T I'm only goin' off of what some weak bitch told me That's some ill shit, here that bitch go with her clique Yo dunn, I'll hit you right back 'cause the static is thick [Hook: Dr. Dre] We got yo' 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 yo' 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! [Verse 3: AZ] 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 sleepin' in Spanish Harlem with some Puerto Ricans Up in Washington Heights, right off the Deegan Feel awful speakin', for some reason, feel the phone's tapped Alone with gats, left with a vest to watch my own back [Verse 4: Nas] Keep your eyes open! Stay wise — 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 a oath, then this life took us both We rich now, milked the whole cow, split the growth Now I'm on the Conduit, headlights on Fluid in the windshield, 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 [Verse 5: 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 a nigga know, them hoes fuck with police [Verse 6: Nas] No shit, I'm clickin' 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 there's no runnin', 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 [Hook: Dr. Dre] We got yo' 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 yo' 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] Yo, it's all good I'mma 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