Deep Cover Songtext
von Snoop Dogg
Deep Cover Songtext
Hit this motherfucker, Dre
Na-nah man, I can′t fuck with that right now
Ah man, I've been dealin′ with you for three motherfuckin' months
You ain't hit the pipe infron′a me yet?
So, what you sayin′, man?
I think you Five-O
Five-O? Man, I ain't no motherfucking cop
Well, hit this motherfucker then
(I can feel it)
Tonight′s the night I get in some shit
(Yeah)
Deep cover on the incognito tip
Killin' motherfuckers if I have to
Peelin′ caps too, 'cause 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 ′fore he drop)
Kingpin kickin' back, while his workers sling his rocks
Comin′ 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 him know that I′ll make it for a big fat dope sack
With ends to spend, so let's rush it
If you want to handle it tonight, we'll discuss it
On a nigga′s time, and a nigga′s place
Take my strap, just in case one of his boys recognize my face
'Cause he′s a sheisty motherfucker
But I gives a fuck, 'cause I′m going deep cover
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it′s 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Creep with me as I crawl through the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call him "Snoop Eastwood"
Kickin' dust as I bust, fuck peace
And, the motherfuckin′ punk police
You already know I gives a fuck about a cop
So why in the fuck 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 feeling
Tonight's the night, like Betty Wright, and I′m chillin'
Killin', feelin′ no remorse, yeah
So, let′s go straight to the motherfuckin' source
And see what we can find
Crooked-ass cops that be gettin′ niggas a gang of time
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 seven o'clock (so wassup, nigger?)
What you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a Uzi and my motherfuckin′ 22
So, if you wanna blast, nigga, we can buck 'em
If we stick ′em then we stuck 'em, so fuck 'em!
(I can feel it)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
('Cause it′s 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Six-four-five was the time on the clock
When me and my homie bailed in the parking lot
The scene looked strange and it felt like a set-up
(Bet' not be, ′cause if it is, they getting lit up!)
Oh, here they come from the back in they 'llacs
I'm checking for the gats they strap, so what′s up, Black?
(Chill, let′s hear the deal
If it ain't up to what you feel, then grab your steel)
Right, so, what you motherfuckers gon′ come at me with?
Hope you ain't wanting 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 homie
We′ll put you in a home and make your life plush
Oh yeah, but you got to sell dope for us"
"Hmm, let me think about it"
Turned my back and grabbed my gat
And guess what I told him 'fore I shot it?
"If you don't quit, yeah
If you don′t stop, yeah
I′m letting my gat pop, 'cause it′s
1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
('Cause it′s 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it′s one)
Na-nah man, I can′t fuck with that right now
Ah man, I've been dealin′ with you for three motherfuckin' months
You ain't hit the pipe infron′a me yet?
So, what you sayin′, man?
I think you Five-O
Five-O? Man, I ain't no motherfucking cop
Well, hit this motherfucker then
(I can feel it)
Tonight′s the night I get in some shit
(Yeah)
Deep cover on the incognito tip
Killin' motherfuckers if I have to
Peelin′ caps too, 'cause 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 ′fore he drop)
Kingpin kickin' back, while his workers sling his rocks
Comin′ 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 him know that I′ll make it for a big fat dope sack
With ends to spend, so let's rush it
If you want to handle it tonight, we'll discuss it
On a nigga′s time, and a nigga′s place
Take my strap, just in case one of his boys recognize my face
'Cause he′s a sheisty motherfucker
But I gives a fuck, 'cause I′m going deep cover
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it′s 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Creep with me as I crawl through the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call him "Snoop Eastwood"
Kickin' dust as I bust, fuck peace
And, the motherfuckin′ punk police
You already know I gives a fuck about a cop
So why in the fuck 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 feeling
Tonight's the night, like Betty Wright, and I′m chillin'
Killin', feelin′ no remorse, yeah
So, let′s go straight to the motherfuckin' source
And see what we can find
Crooked-ass cops that be gettin′ niggas a gang of time
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 seven o'clock (so wassup, nigger?)
What you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a Uzi and my motherfuckin′ 22
So, if you wanna blast, nigga, we can buck 'em
If we stick ′em then we stuck 'em, so fuck 'em!
(I can feel it)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
('Cause it′s 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Six-four-five was the time on the clock
When me and my homie bailed in the parking lot
The scene looked strange and it felt like a set-up
(Bet' not be, ′cause if it is, they getting lit up!)
Oh, here they come from the back in they 'llacs
I'm checking for the gats they strap, so what′s up, Black?
(Chill, let′s hear the deal
If it ain't up to what you feel, then grab your steel)
Right, so, what you motherfuckers gon′ come at me with?
Hope you ain't wanting 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 homie
We′ll put you in a home and make your life plush
Oh yeah, but you got to sell dope for us"
"Hmm, let me think about it"
Turned my back and grabbed my gat
And guess what I told him 'fore I shot it?
"If you don't quit, yeah
If you don′t stop, yeah
I′m letting my gat pop, 'cause it′s
1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don′t stop
('Cause it′s 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(′Cause it′s one)
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