Deep Cover

Hit this motherfucker, G. N-nah, man, I can't fuck with it right now. Oh, man, I've been dealing with you for three Motherfucking 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 incog neo tip. Killing motherfuckers if I have to. Filling caps too. Let your 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 sling 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 hookup with somebody who knows How to get in contact with him. Get him like this and like that. Let him know that I'm looking for a big Fat dope sack. Word is the spin, So let's rush it. If you wanna 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 one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Creep with me as I crawl through the hood. Maniac, lunatic, call him Snoop Eastwood. Kicking dust as I bust, fuck peace and the Motherfucking 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 Chilling. Killing, spilling, no remorse, Yeah. So let's 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 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 motherfucking .22. So if you wanna blast, nigga, We can bust them. If we stick 'em, then We stuck 'em, so fuck 'em. I can feel Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Six forty-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 Setup. Better not be, 'cause if it is, they Getting lit up. Oh, here they come from the Back in they 'lac. I'm checking for they gats, They strapped. So what's up, blacks? Yeah, let's hit a deal. If it ain't up to what you feel, then Grab your steel. Right. So what you motherfuckers gonna 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 Gs if you snitch on Your homie. We'll put you in a home and Make your life plush. Oh yeah, but you gotta sell dope for us." Hmm, let me think about it. Turn my back and grab my gat, and guess What I told him 'fore I shot him. If you don't quit. Yeah. If you don't stop. Yeah. I'm letting my gat pop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-eight-seven on an undercover cop. Yeah, and you don't stop. 'Cause it's one-