Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Cover

Tonight's the night I get in some (yeah)
Cover on the incognito tip
Killing motherfuckers if I 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 gonna come 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 mission stop
Until I get the maxing at the top
(I hope you get his ass he drop)
kicking back while his workers slang his rocks
Coming up a fat rat
Big money, big cars, big on his back
So difficult to get him
(But I got the up with somebody
Who knows how to get in contact him)
Hit him like this and like
Let em know that I'm looking for a big fat sack
With ends to spend, so let's it
If you want to handle it tonight, we'll it
On a nigga's time, and a place
my strap just in case one of his boys recognize my face
Cause he's a motherfucker
But I gives a fuck; 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 it's 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 motherfuckin police
You already know I gives a about a cop
So why in the fuck would you think 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
Tonight's the night like Betty Wright, and I'm
Killing, feeling, no remorse,
So lets go straight to the motherfucking
And see we can find
Crooked-ass that be getting niggas 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 make my pockets
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 blast, nigga we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em then we 'em, so fuck 'em!
("I can it!")

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

Six-fo'-five was the time on the
When me and my homey in the parking lot
The scene looked and it felt like a set up
(Better not be, if it is they 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 the deal
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 they 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 sell for us."
Hmmm, let me think it
Turned my and grabbed my gat
And what I told him before I shot it:
"If you don't quit, yeah, if you stop, yeah
I'm letting my Gat pop - cause it's on a undercover cop!"