Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Cover

Tonight's the night I get in shit (yeah)
Deep on the incognito tip
motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too
Cause you know I'm coming at you
I that's part of the game; but I feel for the nigga
Who think he just gonna come and change
With the swiftness, so get it with the quickness
And let me my business, yo
I'm on a and my mission won't stop
Until I get the maxing at the top
(I you get his ass 'fore 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 with
Who knows how to get in contact him)
Hit him like and like that
Let em know that I'm for a big fat dope sack
ends to spend, so let's rush it
If you to handle it tonight, we'll discuss it
On a time, and a nigga's place
Take my strap just in case one of his boys my face
Cause he's a sheisty
But I gives a cause I'm going Deep Cover

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

Creep with me, as I through the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call me Snoop
Kicking dust as I bust, peace
And, the motherfuckin police
You already know I gives a about a cop
So why in the fuck would you think that it stop?
Plot, yeah, that's what about to do
Take yo' ass on a mission with the boys in
Dre (what up Snoop?) Yo, I got the
the night like Betty Wright, and I'm chilling
Killing, feeling, no remorse,
So lets go straight to the motherfucking
And see we can find
Crooked-ass cops that be getting a gang of time
And now they wanna make a deal me
Scoop me up and put me on team and chill with me
.. and make my bigger
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 motherfuckin
So if you wanna blast, we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em then we struck 'em, so 'em!
("I can it!")

Yeah, and you stop
(Cause 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't
(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 getting lit up!)
Oh - here they come from the back in 'llacs
I'm for the Gats they strap, so what's up, black?
(Chill, let's hear the
If it ain't up to what you feel then your steel)
Right, so, what you motherfuckers gonna come at me
Hope you ain't none of my grip
Cause you can save that shit (guess what 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 sell for us."
Hmmm, let me about it
my back and grabbed my gat
And guess what I told him I shot it:
"If you don't quit, yeah, if you don't stop,
I'm my Gat pop - cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"