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
you niggas know I'm coming at you
I guess that's part of the but I feel for the nigga
Who think he just gonna and change thangs
With the swiftness, so get it 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 his workers 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 knows how to get in with him)
Hit him this 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 want to handle it tonight, we'll it
On a time, and a nigga's place
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 going Deep

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

Creep with me, as I crawl the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call me Eastwood
Kicking as I bust, fuck 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, that's what about to do
yo' ass on a mission with the boys 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 a gang of time
And now they wanna a deal with me
Scoop me up and put me on team and chill with me
.. and make my pockets
They want to meet with me tonight at 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 blast, nigga 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 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)

Six-fo'-five was the time on the
When me and my belled in the parking lot
The scene strange and it felt like a set up
(Better not be, if it is they getting lit up!)
Oh - they come from the back in they 'llacs
I'm checking for the Gats they strap, so 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 at me with?
Hope you wanting none of my grip
Cause you can save that shit (guess what told me?)
"We give you 20 G's if you snitch on homey
We'll put you in a home, and your life plush
Oh yeah, but you got to dope for us."
Hmmm, let me about it
Turned my back and my gat
And guess I told him before I shot it:
"If you don't quit, yeah, if you stop, yeah
I'm letting my Gat pop - cause 1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"