Verse 1. Drivin down the motherfuckin highway. the flyway hey bitch you goin my way?. Now I got a passenger. I look at the miniskirt now I'm askin her. Would you like to hit the fat bud. or perhaps should I run your name through the mud. I mean are you giving up the nappy dugout?. She said no well then get the fuck out. Cause I know where the hoes be feinin'. plus your fat ass got my six-deuce leanin'. Bust a U on the avenue. why oh why there ain't shit to do. But then sir jinx played his mix. and you thought that shit played out in eighty six. Lookin for my dogs. looked up in the mirror being followed by the hogs. One time's on my motherfuckin line. why the fuck the swine had to get behind a nigga like me. They must thind I'm a gee. they both walk up with the g. l. o. c.. (Freeze! There was a robbery and the nigger looked just like you. Now. get out of the car with your hands up and legs spread.). Started they investigation. no driver's liscence no registration. When I stepped out the car they slammed me. goddamn ya'll who got the camera?. Chorus. Oh please oh please oh please just gimme just one more hit. Oh please oh please oh please just gimme just one more hit. who got the camera?. (x2). . Verse 2:. No lights no camera no action. and the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name was Jackson. He said don't lie to me. I'm lookin for John Matt or Spike Lee. The motherfucker called for back up. I guess they planned to beat the mack up. He called me a silly ass thug. and pulled out his billy ass club. Tearin up my coupe lookin for the chronic. goddamn nobody got a panasonic. Found an empty can of old gold. came around and put my ass in a choke hold. Fucked around and broke my pager. then they hit a nigga with the tazer. the motherfucking pigs were tryin to hurt me. I fell to the floor and yelled lord have mercy. Then they hit me in the face ya'll. but to them it ain't nuttin but (a friendly game of base ball). Crowd stood around I said goddamn ya. Who got the camera. Repeat Chorus. Verse 3. I knew when I saw that deputy smirkin'. that they were gonna put some work in. Mr. law had to hit me in the jaw. cause I called them faggots with guns and badges. They played rat-a-tat-tat on me head. but if I had the gatty-gat-gat they'd be dead. A victim of a big fat 187. and little devils don't go to heaven. Last night there were eleven but they were'nt scarin me. so they tried the flashlight therapy. I looked at the black one and called him a traitor. I don't give a fuck if you got a beta. Just take my fuckin picture. so I can go downtown and bitch and pitch ya (?). The one that called me a spook. his name is officer David Duke. If the crowd weren't around they would've shot me. tried to play me out like my name was rodney. Fuckin police gettin badder. but if I had a camera the shit wouldn't matter. (bitch) uh who got my nine who got my nine. Ya'll done did it this time uh.