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
who the fuck got my nine

"Say Hi To The Bad Guy"

[Intro: (guy talking)]

Good evening. Police, do not try to adjust your radios. There is nothing
wrong. We have takin control over this city as to bring you this special
bulletin and we will return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the National
Guard move in.

[Verse 1:]

The cops wanna catch the nigga that won't fetch
But I'll blast ya, never call ya master
Who is that kickin up shit much faster?
Rollin on a scooter, you know I might do ya
See a black clock and my buckshots run right thru ya
I never knew ya
Cos I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away quickity-quick
on the plane to South Central
Never get played by the monkey wrench ho
Staedy mobbin I'm just like Robin Hood
up to no good, so many bitches on my wood
To the right of me and to the left of me
Bitch, I got so much game I need a referee
Throw a penalty of ass interference
Damn, y'all over me, so bitch get on the bitch
Here comes the cops so I better hit the fence
Better run fast cos the dobermans pinch
And I won't play mine in the daytime
Goddamn, here comes the canine
Four legged copper that wants to use Ice Cube as a whopper
But who's the first nigga to outrun a chopper?

No lie say hi to the bad guy

[Interlude: (Cube talkin with officer)]

Fuck! (Hey guys, where ya headed?)
Nowhere, man (Got your licence and registration?)
Yeah, hold up, right here (Hey, what's in that box back there?)
Nuttin, aah, nuttin (They happen to be donuts?)
(Ya got a glazed donut? How bout a beerclaw?)
Aaah... (If you don't have one, I got ta gaffle ya)
What? You gon' gaf... Yeah!

[Verse 2:]

See one-time, hit em up
cos you know the Lench Mob is down to get em up
People think Ice Cube roll with the gangs
cos I'm in a coupe de sittin on thangs
Ain't gotta tell me twice about the jack
see a got a 9 in my lap ta take care of that
Caps get peeled on the regular
cos niggas try to get me for my cellular
Knick knack paddy wack, the mack daddy's back
Kidnappin hos like the Patty Hurst jack
Have the white ho, where the fo'-fo'?
Go rob a liquor store, they can't blame it on a nigga row
Bring the money to the rooster
Had the bitch and the Mob bein the booster
Damn, can't stand when the bitch get sent to sample ?bran?
and come back up man
You wanna point the finger at me cos the OG
is sooped like Chevro RD
Humpin, jumpin, had the place jumpin
Goddamn, gotta break you off sometin
You wanna know why I bust in half
Now look at you now
Huh, and I'm out real fast
Get the paper out yo' ass, baby
Yo, here we go, listen to the po'
Shoot the bo-bo and act like ya know, ho
Fuck with the flow and die

When I walk by say hi to the bad guy

[Interlude:]

Ai yo man, there's just one left (I'll make a deal with ya)
What? (Aah, ya got one of those powdered donuts?
(How bout that twister? If it have cream in the middle, I'm gonna have to
gaffle ya!)
You gon' gaffle us? (Hey, can I reach back there and get one?0
Aaah yeah homie, go on and reach ahead here
Duck ya head in here man
[gun shots]
(What kind of cop killer are you?)

"The Shot (Intro)"

[phones ringing, babies crying]
[white guy:] Hi how ya doin' ?
[nurse:] Doctor's office, could you hold please? Yes sir can I help you?
[white guy:] Yes I have a four o'clock appointment, I'm here to get my shot.
[nurse:] Okay, come right with me.
[white guy:] This isn't gonna take too long is it?
[nurse:] Here we are, here have a seat right here.
[white guy:] Oh great, thanks, thanks.
[nurse:] The doctor will be right with you, and can I get you anything?
[white guy:] Uhh maybe a glass of water would be great.
[nurse:] Okay great.
[door shuts]
[white guy:] Damn, what is taking so long?
[door creaks open, funky music in the backround]
[doctor Ice Cube:] Yo wussup?
[white guy:] Hi how ya doin' ?
[doctor Ice Cube:] Alright, let's see what we got here uhh, Mr. White huh?
[white guy:] Yes sir that's me.
[doctor Ice Cube:] heh, I heard you don't like shots do ya?
[white guy:] No I sure don't.
[doctor Ice Cube:] Aww you're a big boy uhh this won't hurt a bit,
jus' uhh turn your head...
[white guy:] Let's get this over with.
[doctor Ice Cube:] yeah uhh, rub a little alcohol on there, right here,

"Really Doe"

[GUN SHOT]
"Ain't nobody talkin when I'm talkin fellas so shut the fuck up!"

[Slick Rick sample repeats in background:]
"And who the fuck are you?"
[Ice Cube]
Ohh.. steppin up in my motherfuckin uhh..
Chuck Taylors, Knick kickers, Wallabee's, ??
On my ass I got the umm.. um.. khakis, 501's
On my back I got the uhh.. sweatshirt
You know, with the fat three creases
Uhh, my t-shirt, Slingshot, uhh.. khaki shirt
Umm, and I got the K-cutter, in my, in my pocket
Uhh, got the afro, the braids
Motherfuckin uhh, rollers
"You got to believe, somethin.."
And I just ask my motherfuckin self, uhh
"I got to believe in me.."
{"And who the fuck are you?"}

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

[Ice Cube]
To G or not to G, is the question
And like Smith told Wesson
I'm shady with the .380 old school diploma
I'll leave that ass in a coma, so
If you got a herringbone, _Welcome to the Terrordome_
Two-eleven, sorry Reverend
Oh my god, gettin robbed
Reach for the small, "Atomic Dog"
Hard to swallow, janky as Rollo
Count to ten, and don't try to follow
Cause just like Waco, I can take fo' --
-- ATF, to they death
Bust a left on Western, go and get a room
Don't want to be a felon like Stacey Koon
Get the right bitch, hit the light switch, here we go
Tap that ass like this - really doe

"You got to believe, somethin.."
West Side Lench Mob
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
Cause I'm a mother-fuckin..

{"And who the fuck are you?"}

[Ice Cube]
Thirty in a holdin tank, catch the vapors
Make me a pillow out of toilet paper
Concrete bench kickin off the hemorrhoids
Ese's deep, don't fuck with dem boys
Phone check, co-llect call from the baller
Her mama said please don't call her
Do-Wah-Diddy, far from +New Jack City+
Seen one of my peers, "What the fuck you doin in here?"
He said, "One-eighty-seven on the enemy"
And they treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!
Deputy bitch thinks she's the Queen Bee
Ink on my thumb, index, and pinky
"Sir, what set you from?" Play dumb
"General popu-la-tion"
Mama put your house up, and I can bounce up
out this motherfucker, that's why I love ya
Out like a boss, with a half-pint of sauce
Got the shit sewed up like Betsy Ross
What a friend know? Buy some indo

Never fuck with a silly ho - really doe

"You got to believe, somethin.."
Really doe, bitch
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
God damn I'm a motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
Yup, that's right
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
God damn I'm a..
{"And who the fuck are you?"}

Knock you out like NyQuil, I'll kill you quick
You sucker-for-love-ass trick
So don't run up, wit ya gun up
Cause I got the back breaker, double pump rump shaker
Cause we can play hookie in the _Aqua Boogie_
With concrete Nikes, ya gets no stripes
Livin unforgiven with the mic on
And punks runnin like roaches with the light on
And that's all the shit I'm startin
Bust a cap (ka-kow-POW) like Jerome on Martin
You lookin for a punk with benefits
cause you got a baby, that take many shits
And you know I got a grip like a baby on a tit
Scopin hopin, thighs open
But I kick back, six-pack, and hit the Phillie slow

Hooker hoe - really doe

"You got to believe, somethin.."
Ice Cube, yup
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
God damn I'm a motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
Really doe - West Side
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
Motherfuckin O, motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
East Side
"I got to believe in me.."
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
"You got to believe, somethin.."
South.. Side
"I got to believe in me.."
Cause I'm a motherfuckin G
G, G, G, motherfuckin G
"You got to believe, somethin.."
North Side
"I got to believe in me.."
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
{"And who the fuck are you?"}
"You got to believe, somethin.."
"I got to believe in me.."
{"And who the fuck are you?"}