Deep Cover

Album: Deep Cover soundtrack (1992)
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  • Hit this motherfucker, G
    (N-naw, man, I can't fuck with that)
    Aw, man, I been dealing with you for three motherfuckin' months
    you ain't hit the pipe in front of me yet
    (So, what you saying?)
    I think you 5-0!
    (5-0? 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
    Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too
    'Cause you niggas know I'm coming at you
    I guess that's part of the game, but I feel for the nigga
    Who think 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 maxing at the top
    (I hope you get his ass 'fore he drop)
    Kingpin kicking back while his workers slang 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'm looking 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 me Snoop Eastwood
    Kicking 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 yo' 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 chilling
    Killing, feeling, no remorse, yeah
    So lets go straight to the motherfucking source
    And see what we can find
    Crooked-ass cops that be getting 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 what's up nigga?)
    What you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
    I got the gauge, a Uzi, and my motherfuckin' twenty-two
    So if you wanna blast, nigga we can buck 'em
    If we stick 'em then we struck '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-fo'-five was the time on the clock
    When me and my homie belled in the parking lot
    The scene looked strange and it felt like a set up
    (Better 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 before 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 1-8-7 on a undercover cop) Writer/s: Andre Romell Young, Colin Fitzroy Wolfe, Cordozar Calvin Broadus
    Publisher: Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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