Deep Cover
Dr Dre feat Snoop Dog Lyrics


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Hit this motherfucker, G
(N-naw, man, I can't fuck with that)
Aw, man, I been dealing with you for three motherfuckin' 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 incognito tip
Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too
'Cause you 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 slang 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 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 looking 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 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 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 me Snoop Eastwood
Kicking 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 yo' 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, feeling, no remorse, yeah
So lets 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 want to 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, a Uzi, and my motherfuckin' twenty-two
So if you wanna blast, nigga we can buck 'em
If we stick 'em then we struck '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)

Six-fo'-five was the time on the clock
When me and my homie belled in the parking lot
The scene looked strange and it felt like a set up
(Better not be, 'cause if it is they getting lit up)
Oh, here they come from the back in they 'llacs
I'm checking for the gats they strap, 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 wanting 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 homie
We'll put you in a home, and make your life plush
Oh yeah, but you got to sell dope for us."
Hmm, 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 letting 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)




Yeah, and you don't stop
('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop)

Overall Meaning

"Deep Cover" is a song recorded by Dr Dre featuring Snoop Dogg, released in 1992 on the soundtrack to the film of the same name. The lyrics of the song depict the characters of two gangsters who are on an undercover mission to bring down a drug dealer by any means necessary. Snoop Eastwood is a call-out to Clint Eastwood's famous character Dirty Harry, often used as an icon of vigilante justice. The lyrics convey a sense of fearlessness as well as a sense of desperation that the two may be caught.


The song begins with Dre stating tonight's the night he gets into some shit on a deep cover operation while Snoop Eastwood raps about his disregard for the police in the process. The two plot to take down a drug lord and his network, detailing the weapons they possess and the tactics they plan to use in order to bring down their common enemy. As they arrive for the meeting, they suspect that they may be walking into a trap leading to the tension and eventual shootout in the final verse of the song.


"Deep Cover" song has received critical acclaim from fans and critics alike, who believe that it propelled both Dre and Snoop towards becoming two of the most iconic hip-hop artists ever. The song has been sampled by several other hip-hop musicians, and its lines have become ingrained in the culture of rap music. The song is still played on radio stations today and continues to be a classic of the hip-hop genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Tonight's the night I get in some shit (yeah)
Tonight's the night where I'm going to commit some dangerous acts.


Deep Cover on the incognito tip
I'll be hidden from sight and unknown throughout these acts.


Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too
I'm capable of murder if necessary and can shoot effortlessly.


'Cause you niggas know I'm coming at you
You all should be aware that I am coming for you.


I guess that's part of the game, but I feel for the nigga
It may be a part of the game, but I pity anyone who thinks they can change things.


Who think he just gonna come and change thangs
Anyone who thinks they can change things without consequences.


With the swiftness, so get it right with the quickness
Do it quickly and do it correctly.


And let me handle my business, yo
Let me take care of this, my way.


I'm on a mission and my mission won't stop
I'm on a mission that I won't give up on.


Until I get the nigga maxing at the top
Until I get the kingpin at the top of the drug world.


(I hope you get his ass 'fore he drop)
(I hope you take him down before he takes you down.)


Kingpin kicking back while his workers slang his rocks
The drug lord is relaxing while his employees sell drugs on his behalf.


Coming up like a fat rat
Becoming wealthy and successful.


Big money, big cars, big bodyguards on his back
The drug lord has an enormous amount of money, luxury cars, and security staff.


So it's difficult to get him
It's challenging to get to the kingpin.


(But I got the hook up with somebody Who knows how to get in contact with him)
(But I have a connection to someone who can put me in touch with him.)


Hit him like this and like that
I'm going to attack him in various ways.


Let em know that I'm looking for a big fat dope sack
I'm searching for a large amount of drugs.


With ends to spend, so let's rush it
With money to spend, let's do this quickly.


If you want to handle it tonight, we'll discuss it
If you're ready to take care of it tonight, let's talk about it.


On a nigga's time, and a nigga's place
It will happen when and where I decide.


Take my strap just in case one of his boys recognize my face
Take my gun in case one of his associates recognizes me.


'Cause he's a sheisty motherfucker
Because the drug lord is untrustworthy.


But I gives a fuck, 'cause I'm going Deep Cover
I don't care because I'm operating under the radar.


(Yeah, and you don't stop ('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop))
(Yeah, and we won't stop because it's a homicide of an undercover cop.))


Creep with me, as I crawl through the hood
Come with me, as I crawl slowly through the neighborhood.


Maniac, lunatic, call me Snoop Eastwood
I'm insane and crazy, call me Snoop Eastwood.


Kicking dust as I bust, fuck peace
I'm making trouble as I go, with no regard for peace.


And, the motherfuckin punk police
And, the despicable police officers.


You already know I gives a fuck about a cop
You already know I don't care about the police.


So why in the fuck would you think that it would stop?
So why would you think I would stop?


Plot, yeah, that's what we's about to do
Our intention is to scheme and plan.


Take yo' ass on a mission with the boys in blue
Come with me on a mission with the police.


Dre (what up Snoop?) Yo, I got the feeling
Dre says, 'What's up, Snoop?' and I have a feeling about tonight.


Tonight's the night like Betty Wright, and I'm chilling
Tonight is like Betty Wright's song, and I'm calm and cool.


Killing, feeling, no remorse, yeah
I'm killing and feeling no guilt.


So lets go straight to the motherfucking source
Let's go right to the root of the problem.


And see what we can find
And see what we discover.


Crooked-ass cops that be getting niggas a gang of time
The corrupt cops who send many African Americans to prison.


And now they wanna make a deal with me
And now they want to bargain with me.


Scoop me up and put me on they team and chill with me
They want to recruit me and work with me.


And make my pockets bigger
And help me make more money.


They want to meet with me tonight at seven o'clock (so what's up nigga?)
They want to meet with me at seven o'clock. What do you think about it?


What you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
What's your plan?


I got the gauge, a Uzi, and my motherfuckin twenty-two
I have a shotgun, an Uzi, and my .22 caliber pistol.


So if you wanna blast, nigga we can buck 'em
If you want to shoot, we can fight back.


If we stick 'em then we struck 'em, so fuck 'em!
If we hit them, then we hit them. So forget them!


("I can feel it!")
(I can sense that something is about to happen.)


(Yeah, and you don't stop ('Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop))
(Yeah, and we won't stop because it's a homicide of an undercover cop.)


Six-fo'-five was the time on the clock
It was 6:05 pm according to the time on the clock.


When me and my homey belled in the parking lot
When my friend and I entered the parking lot.


The scene looked strange and it felt like a set up
The situation seemed suspicious and looked like a trap.


(Better not be, 'cause if it is they getting lit up!)
(It better not be because if it is, we'll retaliate.)


Oh - here they come from the back in they 'llacs
Oh, here they come from the back in their Cadillacs.


I'm checking for the gats they strap, so what's up, black?
I'm checking to see if they have guns, so what's the plan?


(Chill, let's hear the deal If it ain't up to what you feel then grab your steel)
(Calm down, let's listen to their proposal. If it's not satisfactory, grab your gun.)


Right, so, what you motherfuckers gonna come at me with?
So, what are you guys planning to do?


Hope you ain't wanting none of my grip
I hope you're not trying to steal from me.


'Cause you can save that shit (guess what they told me?)
Don't even bother (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."
"We'll give you $20,000 if you betray your friend. We'll even provide a place for you and make your life comfortable. Oh, and in exchange, you have to deal drugs for us."


Hmmm, let me think about it
Let me consider it.


Turned my back and grabbed my gat
I turned away and grabbed my gun.


And guess what I told him before I shot it:
And you can guess what I said before I pulled the trigger:


"If you don't quit, yeah, if you don't stop, yeah I'm letting my gat pop, 'cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop!"
"If you don't back off, I'll shoot because this is a homicide of an undercover cop!"




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Colin Fitzroy Wolfe, Andre Romell Young, Cordozar Calvin Broadus

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@unclejackshdd

Any OG's bumpin this in 2024?!?!

@_Silly.goofy.exe_

YES

@yuris6125

Fasho! Keepin' it real.

@maskedxeni178

fosho

@gothicu

Till I die

@garyandrew5269

On my daily play list….

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@TheKidAdge

The VERY first ever Dre & Snoop Dogg collaboration. Classic forever.

@lovecove920

Agree

@willalexander2013

one eight seven is the real one :)

@velvetthunder96

+Will Alexander isn't this the 187?

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