Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got The Camera?

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

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

'Cause I know where the hoes be
Plus fat ass got my six-deuce leanin'
a you on the avenue

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

Lookin' for my
Looked up in the being followed by the hogs
One on my motherfuckin' line

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

Started investigation
No license, no registration
When I out the car they slammed me
y'all, who got the camera?

Oh please, oh please, oh please, gimme just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, gimme just 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 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 lookin' for John, Matt or Lee

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

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

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

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

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

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

They rat-a-tat-tat on me head
But if I had the gatty-gat-gat, be dead
A of a big fat 187
And little devils go to heaven

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

Just take my fuckin'
So I can go downtown and bitch and pitch ya
The one called me a spook
His name is officer Duke

If the crowd around, he would've shot me
Tried to play me out like my was Rodney
Fuckin' police badder
'Cause if I had a camera the wouldn't matter

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