Phone Tap

(álbum: Hood Billionaire - 2014)

[Rick Ross:]
I think a nigga phone tapped
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 calling me, I think your phone tapped
My phone tapped
Got a feeling that my phone tapped

18 nigga wilding, trafficing 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 ain't for niggas who be touching dope
Aventadors, smell the Pyrex in the air
I'm dealing 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 hair
Pistol underneath the apron as I'm in the chair
Raise it to my neck, I tip a hundred for the beard

I think a nigga phone tapped
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 calling me, I think your phone tapped
My phone tapped
Got a feeling that my phone tapped

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 running in the jungle with us
Told the bitches we was brothers, shared the same beeper
Introduce you to my mother, made sure you eating
Now you hanging out with different people on the weekend
Quoting 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

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 calling me, I think your phone tapped
My phone tapped
Got a feeling that my phone tapped

Niggas telling cause the jealous, look at what I'm wearing
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, riding in the Chevy
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
Putting spinners on your cars, suspending on the smoke
What your spending on your home, spending on the boat
Everybody watching, everybody telling
When your days numbered, nigga, cherish every second

I think a nigga phone tapped
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 calling me, I think your phone tapped
My phone tapped
Got a feeling that my phone tapped

[Bobbie Williams:]
It's like, without, you know what I'm saying?
The foundation, dawg, there can never be no legacy
And you done set the foundation beyond the media, beyond the accusations
Beyond the idol decon
You know what I'm saying?
People tend to be my new-you know what I'm saying?
And my new speakers become vision haters, dawg
So no matter what obstacles comes your way
Like I told years ago, continue to emulate the great dawg
And continue to move forward, dawg
Cuz, you know what I'm saying, your legacy becomes the hood legacy
The hood legacy is part of your legacy
And all the time I get all these questions everyday, "Man, Ross from the hood? Ross this?"
Ross is official. You know what I mean?