[Verse 1] Drivin down the motherf**in highway The flyway, "Hey, b**h, you goin my way?" Now I got a pa**enger I looked at the miniskirt, and I'm askin' her "Would you like to hit the fat bud? Or perhaps can I run your name through the mud? I mean, Are you giving up the nappy dugout?" She said, "No," "Well then, get the f** out!" Cause I know where the hoes be fienin' Plus your fat a** got my six-deuce leanin' Bust a U on the avenue Why oh why there ain't sh** to do Bumping Sir Jinx's latest mix And you thought that sh** played out in eighty six Lookin for my dogs Looked up in the mirror being followed by the hogs One time's on my motherf**in line Why the f** the swine had to get behind a n***a like me They must think it's a G(ank) They both walk up with the G-L-O-C (Get out of the car! There was a robbery; the n***a looked just like you. All right, put your hands up, take your pants down, spread your cheeks.) Started they investigation: No driver's license no registration When I stepped out the car they slammed me Goddamn y'all who got the camera? [Hook: repeat 2X] "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? [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 looking for John, Matty, or Spike Lee" The motherf**ers called for back up I guess they planned to beat the mack up He called me a silly a** thug And pulled out his billy a** 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 a** in a choke hold f**ed around and broke my pager Then they hit a n***a with a Taser The motherf**ing pigs was trying to hurt me I fell to the ground and said, "Lord, have mercy!" Then they hit me in the face y'all But to them it ain't nuttin but (a friendly game of base ball) Crowd stood around I said "God damn ya Who got the camera?" [Hook] [Verse 3] I knew when I saw that deputy smirkin' That they was gonna put some work in Mr. law had to hit me in the jaw Cause I called them f*ggots 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 it was eleven but they wasn't scarin me So they tried the flashlight therapy I looked at the black one and called him a traitor I don't give a f** if you got a Beta Just take my f**in picture So I can go downtown and pitch a b**h about The one that called me a spook His name is Officer David Duke If the crowd wasn't around, they would've shot me Tried to play me out like my name was Rodney f**in police gettin badder Cause if I had a camera, the sh** wouldn't matter (b**h) Uhh, who got my nine Who got my nine Y'all done did it this time, uh Who the f** got my nine?