Rick Ross - Phone Tap | BLVCK STREET | Текст песни

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• Rick Ross
• Phone Tap | BLVCK STREET

[Chorus:]
I think a nigga phone tapped,
They wanna give me time for my old raps,
Indict me for my own raps,
I think a nigga phone tapped.
I think a nigga phone tapped,
If you callin' me, I think your phone tapped,
My phone tapped,
Got a feeling that my phone tapped.

[Verse 1:]
18 nigga wildin', trafficin' with a pilot,
Crazy net worth, Miami bred the tyrants.
First day of trial, courtroom was silent
Till the wiretap replayed back the dialect,
Had tears in my eyes as you took your oath,
Sweaty palms have on niggas who be touchin' dope.
Open the doors, smell the Pyrex in the air,
I'm dealin' raw, D-boys so debonair.
In the barber shop, it's known that I can sell a pair,
Count to forty-five before that man could shave his head,
Pistol underneath the apron as I'm in the chair,
Raise it to my neck, I tip a hundred for the beard.

[Chorus:]
I think a nigga phone tapped,
They wanna give me time for my old raps,
Indict me for my own raps,
I think a nigga phone tapped.
I think a nigga phone tapped,
If you callin' me, I think your phone tapped,
My phone tapped,
Got a feeling that my phone tapped.

[Verse 2:]
My right hand, I knew him since fourth grade,
‘88, afros with no fades,
Fist fights, the box Chevys on blades,
Chief, all they gave us the rules to play.
They tryna paint a picture of a hungry nigga,
Another lion runnin' in the jungle with us,
Told the bitches we was brothers, shared the same beeper,
Introduce you to my mother, made sure you eatin'.
Now you hangin' out with different people on the weekend,
Quotin' different numbers, nigga, like I wouldn't peep it.
If it's war, here come murder, ‘cause that come the cheapest,
Call me on my sister phone, keep it on some G shit.

[Chorus:]
I think a nigga phone tapped,
They wanna give me time for my old raps,
Indict me for my own raps,
I think a nigga phone tapped.
I think a nigga phone tapped,
If you callin' me, I think your phone tapped,
My phone tapped,
Got a feeling that my phone tapped.

[Verse 3:]
Niggas tellin' ‘cause the jealous, look at what I'm wearin',
They want me in the prison when I'm just apparent.
Quarter million in Atlanta, boy, I had some talent,
Throw a stack in Magic City, make a hater panic.
305 nigga ridin' in the 7,
Count a half a milli in a couple seconds.
Fuck two bitches then I want seconds,
Richest nigga in the city, boy, I broke some records.
Puttin' spinners on your cars, suspendin' on the smoke,
What your spendin' on your home, spendin' on the boat.
Everybody watchin', everybody tellin',
When your days numbered, nigga, cherish every second.

[Chorus:]
I think a nigga phone tapped,
They wanna give me time for my old raps,
Indict me for my own raps,
I think a nigga phone tapped.
I think a nigga phone tapped,
If you callin' me, I think your phone tapped,
My phone tapped,
Got a feeling that my phone tapped.