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Drivin' the motherfuckin' highway
The hey, bitch, you goin' my way
Now I got a
I looked at the and I'm askin' her

Would you like to hit the fat
Or perhaps can I run name through the mud?
I mean, are you giving up the nappy
She said, "No", well, then get the out

'Cause I where the hoes be feinin'
your fat ass got my six-deuce leanin'
Bust a you on the

Why oh, why it shit to do?
But then Sir played his mix
And you thought that shit out in eighty-six

for my dogs
Looked up in the mirror being by the hogs
One time's on my motherfuckin'

Why the the swine had to get behind a nigga like me?
must think it's a gee
They both walk up the G L O C

they investigation
No license, no registration
When I stepped out the car slammed me
Goddamn y'all, who got the

Oh please, oh please, oh please, gimme just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just just one more hit
Who got the
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme one more hit

No lights, no camera, no
And the pigs wouldn't believe that my name was Jackson
He said, "Don't lie to me"
I'm for John, Matt or Spike Lee

The called for back up
I guess they planned to beat the up
He called me a silly ass
And pulled out his billy ass

Tearin' up my coupe for the chronic
Goddamn, nobody got a
Found an can of old gold
around and put my ass in a choke hold

Fucked and broke my pager
they hit a nigga with the tazer
The motherfucking were tryin' to hurt me
I fell to the and yelled," Lord have mercy"

Then they hit me in the face
But to them it ain't nuttin', but just a friendly game of
Crowd around I said, "Goddamn, ya
Who got the camera?"

Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, gimme just one more hit
Who the fuck got the
Oh please, oh please, oh please, gimme just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just just one more hit

I knew when I saw that smirkin'
That they were put some work in
Mr. Law had to hit me in the jaw
'Cause I called them fagots with and badges

They played rat-a-tat-tat on me
But if I had the gatty-gat-gat, be dead
A of a big fat 187
And devils don't go to heaven

Last night it was but they weren't scarin' me
So tried the flashlight therapy
I looked at the black one and called him a
I don't a fuck if you got a beta

Just my fuckin' picture
So I can go downtown and and pitch ya [Incomprehensible]
The one that me a spook
His name is officer David

If the crowd wasn't around, he shot me
to play me out like my name was Rodney
Fuckin' police gettin'
if I had a camera the shit wouldn't matter

Bitch, uh, who got my nine, who got my
done did it this time, uh
Who the got my nine?