Deep Cover歌词的中文意思谁能说下 细致点的1
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(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 st 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 led 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 smoked, 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, MOTHER*ER!
[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, MOTHER*ER
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...
