Luyện nghe bài hát 187 (Deep Cover Remix)

[Dr.
Niggers I used to know and sell dope wit'
Listen to how a motherfucker 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 many wanna see me, and is money,
But in the P-E-N, yo.
back to Viet Nam, California.
Ain't a damn thing changed, so let me you.
Every motherfuckin you on the West Side,
The best side, 20 niggers just died.
Walkin' down the of L.A.
Stay strapped cause niggas bust every day, yo
The 1-8-7 stop, on undercover cops,
So on spot gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' this and like that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat their caps peelin' back.
So creep you in the C-P-T.
You catch heat fuckin' with' the D-R-E.
I got my on the shit unfolding.
And ain't gonna be no trippin'
Cause they know the type of that I be holding.
If there's word said,
I'll let my go buck to the head, nigga.

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

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

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

Splat to a face, he fall.
Strong motherfucker he starts to crawl.
I guess I gots to load the again.
Hit 'im the hollow points and watch him spin.
it, I had to do this quick.
Grabbed the glock 17, the clip click.
Tried to detect, but did not perfect
So I creep on that ass, him and drops him.
ought to stop from beatin' up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, a full six pack.
Relax, cause I'm to take my respect.
I aimed the twelve gauge for his neck.
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! I fade into the wind.
1-8-7 and on again.
Well it's on, and it's on, and it's on, and on,
Fo'-fo' Desert Eagle to your dome
And it's on, and it's on, and it's on, and on,
Fo'-fo' Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if really wanna trip,
keep your hands on your motherfuckin' shit.

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