Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Cover

Tonight's the night I get in some (yeah)
Cover on the incognito tip
Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling too
Cause you know I'm coming at you
I guess part of the game; but I feel for the nigga
Who think he just come and change thangs
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 back while his workers his rocks
Coming up a fat rat
Big money, big cars, big on his back
So it's to get him
(But I got the hook up with
Who how to get in contact with him)
Hit him like and like that
Let em know that I'm for a big fat dope sack
With ends to spend, so rush it
If you to handle 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 a fuck; cause I'm going Deep Cover

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

Creep with me, as I crawl the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call me Snoop
Kicking as I bust, fuck peace
And, the punk police
You already know I gives a about a cop
So why in the would you think that it would stop?
Plot, yeah, that's what about to do
Take yo' ass on a mission with the in blue
Dre (what up Snoop?) Yo, I got the
the night like Betty Wright, and I'm chilling
Killing, feeling, no remorse,
So lets go 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
Scoop me up and put me on they team and chill me
.. and make my bigger
They want to meet me tonight at seven o'clock (so what's up nigga?)
What you do? (What you wanna 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 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't
(Cause 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)

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