Snoop Dogg - Deep Cover (featuring Dr. Dre) Lyrics

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Tonight's the night I get in some shit, (yeah)
Deep cover on the incognito tip
Killin' motherf**kers if I have to
Peelin' caps too, bet you niggas know I'm comin' at you
I guess that's part of the game

But I feel for the nigga who thinks he just gonna come and change things

With the swiftness, so get it right, with the quickness
And let me handle my business, yo
I'm on a mission and my mission won't stop
Until I get the nigga maxin' at the top
I hope you get his ass before he drops
Kingpin kickin' back while his workers sling his rocks
Coming up like a fat rat

Big money, big cars, big bodyguards on his back
So it's difficult to get him

But I got the hook up with somebody who knows how to get in contact with him
Hit him like this and like that
Let 'em know that I'll make it for a big fat dope sack
What is this pen so let's rush it
If you want to handle it tonight we'll discuss it
On the n****'s time, in the n****'s place
Take my strap just in case one of his boys recognize my face
Cause he's a sheisty motherf**ker
But I gives a f**k, cause I'm going deep cover

Yeah, and you don't stop, cause it's 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

Yeah, and you don't stop, cause it's 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

Creep with me as I crawl through the hood,
Maniac, lunatic, call 'em snoop eastwood
Kickin dust as I bust f**k peace
And, the mothaf**kin drug police
You already know I gives a f**k about a cop
So why in the f**k would you think that it would stop
Plot, yeah, that's what we's about to do
Take your ass on a mission with the boys in blue
Dre, (what up, snoop) yo I got the feelin'

Tonight's the night like betty wright, and I'm chillin'
Killin' feelin' no remorse, yeah
So lets go straight to the motherf**kin' source
And see what we can find
Crooked ass cops that be gettin n***az a gang of times
And now they wanna make a deal with me
Scoop me up and put me on they team and chill with me
And make my pockets bigger

They want to meet with me tonight at 700, so whassup n****
What you wanna do (what you wanna do )
I got the gauge, a uzi and the mothaf**kin 22
So if you wanna blast, nigga we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em then we stuck 'em so f**k 'em

Yeah, and you don't stop, cause it's 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

Yeah, and you don't stop, cause it's 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

Six fo' five was the time on the clock,
When me and my homey bailed in the parking lot
The scene looked strange and it felt like a set up
Better not be, cause if it is, they're getting lit up
Oh here they come from the back and they laxed
I'm checkin for the gats they strap, so what's up black
Chill, lets hit a deal, if it ain't up to what you feel then grab your steel

Right, so, what you motherf**kers gonna come at me with
Hope you ain't wantin' none of my grip
Cause you can save that shit guess what they told me
'we give you 20 g's if you snitch on your homey
We'll put you in a home, and make your life plush
Oh yeah, but you got to sell dope for us"
Hmmm, let me think about it

Turned my back and grabbed my gat and guess what I told him before I shot it

If you don't quit, yeah, if you don't stop, yeah, I'm lettin' my gat pop'

Cause it's 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

Yeah, and you don't stop, cause it's 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

Yeah, and you don't stop, cause it's 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

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