Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Cover

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

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

Creep me, as I crawl through the hood
Maniac, lunatic, me Snoop Eastwood
Kicking dust as I bust, peace
And, the motherfuckin police
You know I gives a fuck about a cop
So why in the fuck would you that 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 like Betty Wright, and I'm chilling
Killing, feeling, no remorse,
So go straight to the motherfucking source
And see we can find
Crooked-ass cops that be getting niggas a gang of
And now wanna make a deal with me
me up and put me on they team and chill with me
.. and my pockets bigger
want to meet with me tonight at seven o'clock (so what's up nigga?)
What you wanna do? (What you do?)
I got the gauge, a uzi, and my motherfuckin
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 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't
(Cause it's on a undercover cop)

Six-fo'-five was the on the clock
me and my homey belled in the parking lot
The scene strange and it felt like a set up
(Better not be, cause if it is they lit up!)
Oh - here they come the back in they 'llacs
I'm checking for the they strap, so what's up, black?
(Chill, let's hear the
If it ain't up to what you then grab your steel)
Right, so, what you gonna come at me with?
Hope you ain't none of my grip
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 about it
Turned my and grabbed my gat
And guess I told him before I shot it:
"If you don't quit, yeah, if you don't stop,
I'm letting my Gat pop - cause 1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"