Luyện nghe bài hát 187 (Deep Cover Remix)

[Dr.
Niggers that I used to know and sell dope
to how a motherfucker flow shit,
And let me what's up and they can blast on,
Thinkin' about the homeys that on.
Death Row come to show you all the at,
And show you how my label got the name
So wanna see me, and time is money,
But in the P-E-N, yo.
Welcome to Viet Nam, California.
Ain't a thing changed, so let me warn you.
Every minute you on the West Side,
The best side, 20 that just died.
Walkin' down the of L.A.
Stay strapped cause niggas bust caps day, yo
The 1-8-7 stop, on undercover cops,
So on this gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' like and like that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat their caps peelin' back.
So when you in the C-P-T.
You catch from fuckin' with' the D-R-E.
I got my eyes on the unfolding.
And there ain't gonna be no
they know the type of shit that I be holding.
If another 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 1-8-7 on a cop

[Snoop
3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1,
Head away, sent away, get away got a gun,
And he's lookin' for the who set him up in '86
Now it's to put they ass in the mix.
Back on the streets my khakis and my scars,
Nuts 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
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 a fuck what it's about.
Now, 99 pigs on a with me,
Not a motherfuckin' cop wanna knock me,
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T, the motherfuckin' D-O-G, from the L-B-C.
Look at what the doc 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 blast, nigga we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em then we 'em so fuck 'em!"

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

to a motherfucker 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.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
the glock 17, the clip went click.
Tried to detect, but did not perfect
So I on that ass, pops him and drops him.
That ought to stop beatin' up blacks,
in his tracks, from a full six pack.
Relax, cause I'm about to my respect.
I the twelve gauge straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! then I 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' Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome
And it's on, and it's on, and it's on, and on,
Fo'-fo' Desert to your motherfuckin' dome.
'em, buck 'em, if they really wanna trip,
Niggas keep hands 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...