Deep Cover
Candiria (Dr. Dre/Snoop Dogg)
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I can feel it
Tonight's the night I get in some shit, yeah
Deep Cover on the incognito, tip
I burn a sheisty brother if I have to, smack him back too
Plus you brothers know I'm comin' at you
I guess that's part of the game, but I feel for the nigga
That think he's 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 got the nigga mackin' at the top
I hope he get his ass 'fore he drops
Kingpin kickin' back while his workers sling his rocks
I'm comin' up like a fat rack
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'm lookin' for a big fat dope sack
My name's Dispen', so let's rush him
He wants to handle it tonight, we'll discuss it
On the brother's time and the brother's place
Take my bag just in case one of his boys recognize my face
'Cause he's a sheisty motherfucker
Deep Cover
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 On the undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 Undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 Undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
'Cause that's 187 on the undercover cop
Creep with me as I crawl through the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call him Comin' Eastwood
Kickin' dust as I bust nut piece
And, you know I'm lookin' out for police
You already know I gives a damn about a cop
So why in the world would you think that we would stop?
Plot, yeah, that's what we's about to do
Take your ass on a mission with the boys in blue
Dog, what up, black? Yo, I got the feelin'
Tonight's the night, I bet he right and I'm chillin'
Killin', fillin', no remorse
Yeah, so let's go straight to the undercover source
And see what we can find
Crooked-ass cops that be givin' brothers a gang of time
And now they wanna make a deal with me
Scoop me up and put me on their team and chill with me
And make my pockets bigger
They wanna 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, the Uzi, and my nickel-plated.22
So, if you wanna blast, fool, we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em, then we stuck 'em, so fuck duckin'
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 On the undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
'Cause that's 187 on the undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 Undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 Undercover cop
Six-four-five was the time on the clock
When me and my homies bailed in the parking lot
The scene looked strange and it felt like a set-up
Better not be, 'cause if it is, they gettin' wet up
Oh, here they come from the back and they 'lacs
I'm checkin' for they gats, they strapped, so what's up, black?
Yeah, let's hit a deal
And if it ain't to what you feel, then grab the steel
Right, so, so what, you undercovers?
Don't come at me with, "Yo, you ain't wantin' none of my grip"
'Cause you can save that shit, and guess what they told me?
"We'll give you twenty G's if you snitch on your homie
We'll put you in a hole and make your life plush
Oh yeah, but you gotta sling crack for us"
Hmm, let me think about it
Turned my back and grabbed my stacks
And guess what I told 'em 'fore I popped 'em?
"If you don't stop
187 On the undercover cop"
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 On the undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
'Cause that's 187 on the undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
187 Undercover cop
Yeah, when you don't stop
'Cause that's 187 on the undercover cop
King Tee in Brooklyn, New York
Settin' off 718 style
Comin' to New York, baby, represent