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Deep Cover (feat. Snoop Dogg)

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 thangs

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 CoverYeah, 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)

Songwriters

COLIN FITZROY WOLFE, ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG, CORDOZAR CALVIN BROADUSPublished by

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