Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Cover

Tonight's the night I get in shit (yeah)
Deep Cover on the tip
Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling too
Cause you know I'm coming at you
I guess that's of the game; but I feel for the nigga
Who think he just gonna come and change
With the swiftness, so get it right the quickness
And let me my business, yo
I'm on a mission and my mission won't
I get the nigga maxing at the top
(I you get his ass 'fore he drop)
Kingpin kicking while his workers slang his rocks
Coming up a fat rat
Big money, big cars, big on his back
So difficult to get him
(But I got the up with somebody
Who knows how to get in with him)
Hit him like this and that
Let em know I'm looking for a big fat dope sack
With ends to spend, so let's it
If you want to handle it tonight, discuss it
On a time, and a nigga's place
my strap just in case one of his boys recognize my face
Cause he's a sheisty
But I a fuck; cause I'm going Deep Cover

Yeah, and you don't
(Cause it's on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you stop
(Cause it's on a undercover cop)

Creep with me, as I crawl through the
Maniac, lunatic, call me Snoop
dust as I bust, fuck peace
And, the motherfuckin police
You already know I gives a about a cop
So why in the fuck would you think it would stop?
Plot, yeah, that's we's about to do
Take yo' ass on a mission with the in blue
Dre (what up Snoop?) Yo, I got the
Tonight's the night like Betty Wright, and I'm
Killing, feeling, no remorse,
So lets go to the motherfucking source
And see what we can
Crooked-ass cops that be getting niggas a gang of
And now they wanna make a with me
me up and put me on they team and chill with me
.. and make my pockets
They want to meet with me tonight at seven o'clock (so up nigga?)
What you wanna do? (What you do?)
I got the gauge, a uzi, and my twenty-two
So if you wanna blast, nigga we can 'em
If we stick 'em then we 'em, so fuck 'em!
("I can it!")

Yeah, and you stop
(Cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop)
Yeah, and you don't
(Cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop)

was the time on the clock
When me and my homey belled in the lot
The scene looked and it felt like a set up
(Better not be, if it is they getting lit up!)
Oh - here they come from the in they 'llacs
I'm checking for the Gats they strap, so up, black?
(Chill, let's the deal
If it ain't up to you feel then grab your steel)
Right, so, what you gonna come at me with?
Hope you ain't wanting none of my
Cause you can that shit (guess what they told me?)
"We you 20 G's if you snitch on your homey
We'll put you in a home, and make life plush
Oh yeah, but you got to sell for us."
Hmmm, let me think it
my back and grabbed my gat
And guess what I told him before I it:
"If you don't quit, yeah, if you don't stop,
I'm letting my Gat pop - it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"