Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got The Camera?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Started they
No driver's license, no
When I out the car they slammed me
Goddamn y'all, 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
Who got the
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one 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 to beat the mack up
He called me a ass thug
And pulled out his ass club

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

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

Then they hit me in the y'all
But to them it ain't nuttin', but just a friendly of baseball
Crowd stood 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, just just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, gimme just one more hit

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

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 little devils don't go to

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

Just my fuckin' picture
So I can go and bitch and pitch ya [Incomprehensible]
The one that called me a
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 badder
'Cause if I had a the shit wouldn't matter

Bitch, uh, who got my nine, who got my
Y'all done did it time, uh
Who the fuck got my