Luyện nghe bài hát 187 (Deep Cover Remix)

[Dr.
Niggers that I used to and sell dope wit'
to how a motherfucker flow shit,
And let me know up and they can blast on,
Thinkin' about the homeys that on.
Row come to show you all the game at,
And you how my label got the name that
So wanna see me, and time is money,
But in the P-E-N, yo.
Welcome back to Nam, California.
Ain't a thing changed, so let me warn you.
Every motherfuckin minute you on the Side,
The best side, 20 niggers that died.
down the streets of L.A.
Stay strapped cause niggas bust every day, yo
The don't stop, on undercover cops,
So on this spot popped, shot,
Droppin' like this and that,
with their caps peelin' back.
So when you in the C-P-T.
You catch heat from with' the D-R-E.
I got my on the shit unfolding.
And there ain't be no trippin'
they know the type of shit that I be holding.
If there's word said,
let my forty-fo' go buck to the head, nigga.

Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop

[Snoop
3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1,
away, sent away, get away Snoop's got a gun,
And he's for the cops who set him up in '86
Now it's time to put ass in the mix.
on the streets with my khakis and my scars,
Nuts full of and I'm headed for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, cause I'm out,
But I got to make my green, and plus they all
Follow me, they keep yellin' murder, but it stop,
the last nigga that you know drop.
Another nigga out, but I doubt that you really give a fuck what about.
Now, 99 pigs on a block me,
Not a cop wanna knock with me,
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T, the D-O-G, comin' from the L-B-C.
Look at the doc brought in,
A chrome 38, a mag, and mack 10
So what you do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
so if you wanna blast, nigga we can 'em
If we stick 'em then we 'em so fuck 'em!"

Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop

Splat to a face, he fall.
Strong cause he starts to crawl.
I I gots to load the glock again.
Hit 'im with the hollow and watch him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
the glock 17, the clip went click.
Tried to detect, but did not detect
So I creep on that ass, him and drops him.
That to stop from beatin' up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, from a six pack.
Relax, I'm about to take my respect.
I the twelve gauge straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! then I into the wind.
and it's on again.
Well it's on, and it's on, and on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Desert to your motherfuckin' dome
And it's on, and it's on, and on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if really wanna trip,
Niggas keep your on your motherfuckin' shit.

Yeah, and you stop,
cause 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop...