Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Cover

Tonight's the I get in some shit (yeah)
Deep Cover on the tip
motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too
Cause you niggas I'm coming at you
I guess that's of the game; but I feel for the nigga
Who think he just gonna and change thangs
With the swiftness, so get it right with the
And let me my business, yo
I'm on a mission and my won't stop
Until I get the nigga at the top
(I hope you get his ass he drop)
Kingpin kicking back while his slang 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 somebody
Who how to get in contact with him)
Hit him this and like that
Let em know that I'm looking for a big fat 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 in case one of his boys recognize my face
he's a sheisty motherfucker
But I gives a fuck; cause I'm Deep Cover

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

Creep with me, as I crawl the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call me Eastwood
Kicking dust as I bust, peace
And, the punk police
You already know I gives a fuck a cop
So why in the fuck would you think that it would
Plot, yeah, what 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 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 a gang of time
And now they wanna a deal with me
Scoop me up and put me on they team and with me
.. and my pockets bigger
They want to meet with me tonight at seven (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 don't
(Cause 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you stop
(Cause it's on a undercover cop)

Six-fo'-five was the 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, cause if it is they lit up!)
Oh - they come from the back in they 'llacs
I'm checking for the Gats they strap, so up, black?
(Chill, hear the deal
If it ain't up to you feel then grab your steel)
Right, so, what you motherfuckers gonna come at me
Hope you ain't wanting of my grip
Cause you can save that shit (guess they told me?)
"We give you 20 G's if you snitch on your
We'll put you in a home, and your life plush
Oh yeah, but you got to sell for us."
Hmmm, let me think it
Turned my back and my gat
And guess I told him before I shot it:
"If you quit, yeah, if you don't stop, yeah
I'm my Gat pop - cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"