Deep Cover\"

(feat. Snoop Doggy Dogg)

[Verse One: Dr. Dre]

Tonight\'s the night I get in some shit, (Yeah)

Deep cover on the incognito tip.

Killin\' mother *** ers if I have to,

Peelin\' caps too, cause you niggas know I\'m comin\' at you.

I guess thats part of the game,

But I feel for the nigger who thinks he just gonna come and chance 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 nigger maxin at the top.

I hope you get his ass before he drops.

Kingpin kickin back while his workers sling his rocks.

Coming up like a fat rat.

Big money, big cars, big body guards 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\'ll make it for a big fat dope sack

What is this pen? so let\'s rush it.

If you want to handle it tonight we\'ll discuss it

On the nigga\'s time, in the nigga\'s place,

Take a strap just in case one of his boys recognise my face.

Cause he\'s a sheisty mother *** er,

But I gives a *** , cause I\'m going deep cover.

[Chorus: Dr. Dre (Snoop Doggy Dogg)]

Yeah, and you don\'t stop (cause it\'s 1-8-7 on an undercover cop)

Yeah, and you don\'t stop (cause it\'s 1-8-7 on an undercover cop)

[Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Creep with me as I crawl through the hood,

Maniac, lunatic, call \'em Snoop Eastwood

Kickin dust as I bust *** peace

And, the motha *** in drug police

You already know I gives a *** about a cop

So why in the *** 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, (whatup, Snoop) yo I got the feelin

Tonight\'s the night like Betty Wright, and I\'m chillin

Killin, feelin, no remorse, yeah

So lets go straight to the mother *** in\' source

And see what we can find

Crooked ass cops that be gettin niggaz a gang of times

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 7:00, so whassup nigger?

What you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)

I got the gauge, a uzi and the motha *** in 22

so if you wanna blast, nigga we can buck \'em

If we stick \'em then we stuck \'em so *** \'em!\"

[Chorus: Dr. Dre (Snoop Doggy Dogg)]

Yeah, and you don\'t stop (cause it\'s 1-8-7 on an undercover cop)

Yeah, and you don\'t stop (cause it\'s 1-8-7 on an undercover cop)

[Verse Three: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Six fo\' five was the time on the clock,

When me and my homey bailed in the parking lot.

The scene looked strange and it felt like a set up

Better not be, cause if it is, they\'re getting lit up.

Oh here they come from the back and they laxed.

I\'m checkin for the gats they strap, so whats up black?

Chill, lets hit a deal,

if it aint up to what you feel then grab your steel.

Right, so, what you mother *** ers gonna come at me with?

Hope you ain\'t wantin\' 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 homey,

We\'ll put you in a home, and make your life plush,

Oh yeah, but you got to sell dope for us.\"

Hmmm, 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 lettin\' my gat pop\'

Cause it\'s 1-8-7 on an undercover cop

[Chorus: Dr. Dre (Snoop Doggy Dogg)]

Yeah, and you don\'t stop (cause it\'s 1-8-7 on an undercover cop)

Yeah, and you don\'t stop (cause it\'s 1-8-7 on an undercover cop)

\"Fuck Wit Dre Day\"

[Intro: Dr. Dre]

Ha, yeah, hell yeah, ha knowhatI\'msayin

(Sssss)

[Verse One: Dr. Dre]

Yeah, Mista Busta, where the *** ya at?

Can\'t scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat

Your dick on hard, from *** in your road dogs

The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up with

Don\'t even respect your ass

That\'s why it\'s time for the doctor, to check your ass, nigga

Used to be my homey, used to be my ace

Now I wanna slap the taste out yo mouth

Nigga bow down to the row

Fuckin me, now I\'m *** in you, little hoe

Oh, don\'t think I forgot, let you slide

Let me ride, just another homicide

Yeah it\'s me so I\'ma talk on

Stompin on the \'Eazy\'est streets that you can walk on

So strap on your Compton hat, your locs

And watch your back cause you might get *** oked, loc

And pass the bud, and stay low-key

B.G. cause you lost all your homey\'s love

Now call it what you want to

You *** ed wit me, now it\'s a must that I *** wit you

[Interlude: Dr. Dre]

Yeah, that\'s what the *** I\'m talkin about

We have your mother *** in record company surrounded

Put down the candy and let the little boy go

You knowhatI\'msayin, punk mother *** er

(We want Eazy, we want Eazy)

[Verse Two: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Doggy Dogg\'s in the mother *** in house

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

Death Row\'s in the mother *** in house

Bow wow wow yippy yo yippy yay

The sounds of a dog brings me to another day

Play with my bone, would ya Timmy

It seems like you\'re good for makin jokes about your jimmy

But here\'s a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like

I heard she was the \'Frisco dyke

But *** your mama, I\'m talkin about you and me

Toe to toe, Tim M-U-T

Your bark was loud, but your bite wasn\'t vicious

And them rhymes you were kickin were quite bootylicious

You get with Doggy Dogg oh is he crazy?

With ya mama and your daddy hollin\' Bay-Bee

So won\'t they let you know

That if you *** with Dre nigga you\'re *** in wit Death Row

And I ain\'t even slangin them thangs

I\'m hollin\' one-eight-seven with my dick in yo mouth, beeyatch

[Interlude: RBX]

Yeah nigga, Compton and Long Beach together on this mother *** er

So you wanna pop that shit get yo mother *** in cranium cracked nigga

Step on up. Now, we ain\'t no mother *** in joke so remember the name

Mighty, mighty D-R. Yeahhh, MOTHERFUCKER!

[Verse Three: Dr.Dre and Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Now understand this my nigga Dre can\'t be touched

Luke\'s bendin over, so Luke\'s gettin *** ed, busta

Musta, thought I was sleazy

Or though I was a mark cause I used to hang with Eazy

Animosity, made ya speak but ya spoke

Ay yo Dre, whattup, check this nigga off loc

If it ain\'t another ho that I gots ta *** with

Gap teeth in ya mouth so my dick\'s gots to fit

With my nuts on ya tonsils

While ya on stage rappin at your wack-ass concerts

And I\'ma snatch your ass from the backside

To show you how Death Row pull off that who-ride

Now you might not understand me

Cause I\'ma rob you in Compton and blast you in Miami

Then we gon creep to South Central

On a Street Knowledge mission, as I steps in the temple

Spot him, got him, as I pulls out my strap

Got my chrome to the side of his White Sox hat

You tryin to check my homey, you better check yo self

Cause when you diss Dre you diss yourself, MOTHERFUCKER

Yeah nigga...

[Outro: Snoop Doggy Dogg]

Yeah, nine-deuce

Dr. Dre, dropin chronic once again

It don\'t stop, Punishing punk mother *** ers real quick like

Compton style nigga,

Doggy Dogg in the mother *** in house, yeah

Long Beach in the mother *** in house, yeah

Yeah, straight up, really doe

Breakin all you suckaz off somethin real proper like

YouknowhatI\'msayin?

All these sucka ass niggaz can eat a fat dick

Yeah, Eazy-E Eazy-E Eazy-E can eat a big fat dick

Tim Dog can eat a big fat dick

Luke, can eat a fat dick, yeah...