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Deep Cover
1,083
Rock
Deep Cover was released on January 7, 2005 by Cleopatra Records as a part of the album Rock Vs. Rap
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Release DateJanuary 7, 2005
LabelCleopatra Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Candiria
Candiria
Performer
TRACK ARTIST
TRACK ARTIST
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dr. Dre
Dr. Dre
Songwriter, Composer, Lyrics
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Colin Wolfe
Colin Wolfe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Candiria
Candiria
Recording Engineer
Bad Luck
Bad Luck
Recording Engineer
Clocked In
Clocked In
Recording Engineer
Diehard Youth
Diehard Youth
Recording Engineer
E-Town Concrete
E-Town Concrete
Recording Engineer
F.O. The Smack Magnet
F.O. The Smack Magnet
Recording Engineer
Hoods
Hoods
Recording Engineer
No Redeeming Social Value
No Redeeming Social Value
Recording Engineer
Skarhead
Skarhead
Recording Engineer
Stretch Arm Strong
Stretch Arm Strong
Recording Engineer
The Movielife
The Movielife
Recording Engineer
Throwdown
Throwdown
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Hit this motherfucker, G
No, naw, man, I can't fuck with that
Aw, man, I been dealin' with you for three motherfuckin' months, you ain't hit the pipe in front of me yet!
So, what you sayin', man?
I think you 5-0
5-0? Man, I ain't no motherfuckin' cop
Well, hit this motherfucker then
{*lights pipe*}
"I can feel it—"
Tonight's the night I get in some shit (Yeah)
Deep cover, on the incognito tip
Killin' motherfuckers if I have to, peelin' caps, too
Let your **** know I'm comin' at you
I guess that's part of the game
But I feel for the **** 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 **** maxin' at the top
I hope you get his ass 'fore he drop
Kingpin, kickin' back while his workers slang his rocks
Comin' 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 him know that I'm lookin' 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 ****'s time, and a ****'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 goin' deep cover
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
Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood
Maniac, lunatic, call him "Snoop Eastwood"
Kickin' 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 your ass on a mission with the boys in blue
Dre (What up, Snoop?) Yo, I got the feelin'
Tonight's the night, like Betty Wright, man, I'm chillin'
Killin', feelin' no remorse, yeah
So let's go straight to the motherfuckin' source
And see what we can find
Crooked-ass cops that be gettin' **** 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 7 o'clock (So, what's up, ****?)
What you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a Uzi, and my motherfuckin' .22
So, if you wanna blast, ****, we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em, then we stuck '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
6-4-5 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 set-up
Bet' not be, 'cause if it is, they gettin' lit up
Oh, here they come from the back in they 'Lacs
I'm checkin' for they gats, they strapped; so what's up, black?
Chill, let's hear the deal
If it ain't up to what you feel, then grab your steel
Right, so, what you motherfuckers gon' 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'll give you 20 G's if you snitch on your homie
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 'fore I shot him?
"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 a undercover cop
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
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
Yeah, and you don't stop
'Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Colin Wolfe, Dr. Dre
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