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"Phone Tap 08 I ( also on my page)"
  by Group: HOOD & Sexuality


Meet me at the spot
I told ya to stop talking reckless
Over the phone them jakes is relentless
federally nikkas in the hood
setting up shop tryna see what's good
The phone clicked twice like a bad connection
let it ring twice then hung up so you would know it was me

Hit Sus tell em to come thru and bring the fake id
The block is hot like fire but all these bitches wanna do is ski
When you hit town don't even call
Just drive str8 to the crib
stash the burner in the bushes you can't afford another bid
grab some dutchies I got a story to tell just like BI did
bout some fiend out bitch ready to sell her kid
just to get a taste of that shit that she craves
When the d's came she caved
started dropping names
the Feds found her story kinda far fetched
two white bitches slinging heavy weight who ain't even from the projects
and no direspect let em think that we white
we both speak spanish we gonna be aiight
Babygirl tell me how to proceed
You know i got a thang for this fast money and weed


Time to pack up shop and expedite
Get rid of it all and wipe the whole house clean
Take a little vacation over seas some where till we figure out what to do
They got the bitch in protective custody
seemingly untouchable but i can still get at her trust me

Pop the sim cards out the nextels and crack them in half
get two new ones then lie low and wait in the wake of the aftermath
when i call be ready to move
not one second before you just sit ight
call up that federally nikka you was fuckin last night
See if he knows anything if the indictments are in
i doubt if we even made the list
But watch ur ass ma or we could both become hist

I'mma keep my eyes and ears open
Hopin against hopin
that we ain't gotta move again
i was really starting to dig my new friend
And he has no idea of what it is exactly that I do
My conscience is fucking with me now cause he seem so sweet

Shut the fuck up nikka you'll be over him in a week
there are plenty of other fish in the sea
See what happens when you don't listen to me
I told you not to get your feelings in it
To show any type of emotion at all is like showing your enemies your weakness
If you care for that nikka now
Peep this
leave him alone just let him be
You don't want him to end up split like a dutchy
brains and guts all over the floor and trust me
If they can't get to you or me that's exactly what they'll do
I think we got a snitch in our own crew
I'm laying low contemplating what We gotta do...



















Phone Tap - Instrumentals
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Date Submitted: Nov 14, 2008 (10:15 AM)
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  LAB **Ms. Cool...
11/26/08 (12:19 PM) 
wooowwww, can we continue this one???

  piss a mofo of...
11/14/08 (04:10 PM) 
DOPE FUCKIN FLOW SHABOOGIE!!!! YOU spit this shit ridiculous and the instrumental is just nuts...*i still bang they dam cd*...throws up deuces and two steps out..

  Shaboogie
11/14/08 (10:16 AM) 
yeah I went there i had to for my own reasons hope you enjoy reading it and those of u who are single parents i'm sure can identify

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