- Song Name: Deep Cover
- Artist Name: Dr. Dre
- Album: Dr. Dre and Friends
- Songwriters: Andre Young, Calvin Broadus, Colin Fitzroy Wolfe
- Release Date: 2005.07.05
- Label: Shift
LYRICS FOR "Deep Cover"
Hit this m*********** G
Aww man
You ain't hit the pipe in front of me yet
So what you sayin'? I think you five-oh
Five-oh? Man
Well
I can feel it
Tonight's the night
'Deep Cover' on the incognito tip
Killin' m************ if I have to
'Cause you niggaz know
I guess that's part of the game
Who think he just gon' come and change thangs
With the swiftness
And let me handle my business
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 slang his rocks
Coming up like a fat rat
Big money
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 lookin' for a big fat dope sack
With ends to spend
If you want to handle it tonight
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 m***********
But I gives a f***
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Creep with me
Maniac
Kickin' dust as I bust
And
You already know
So why in the f*** would you think that it would stop?
Plot
Take yo' ass on a mission with the boys in blue
Dre
(Whattup Snoop?)
Tonight's the night like Betty Wright
Killin'
So let's go straight to the motherfuckin' source
And see what we can find
Crooked-ass cops that be gettin' niggaz 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 whassup nigga?)
What you wanna do?
(What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge
So if you wanna blast
If we stick 'em then we struck 'em
(I can feel it)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Six-fo'-five was the time on the clock
When me and my homey belled in the parkin' lot
The scene looked strange and it felt like a set up
(Better not be
Oh
I'm checkin' for the gats they strap
(Chill
(If it ain't up to what you feel then grab your steel)
Right
Hope you ain't wantin' none of my grip
'Cause you can save that s***
(Guess what they told me?)
"We give you 20 G's if you snitch on your homey
We'll put you in a home
Oh yeah
Hmm
Turned my back and grabbed my gat
And guess what I told him before I shot it
"If you don't quit
I'm lettin' my gat pop
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
Yeah
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)
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