Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got The Camera?

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

Would you like to hit the fat
Or can I run your 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'
Plus your fat ass got my six-deuce
Bust a you on the

Why oh, why it ain't to do?
But Sir Jinx played his mix
And you thought shit played out in eighty-six

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

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

they investigation
No license, no registration
I stepped 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 just one more hit
Who got the
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, gimme just one more hit

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

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

up my coupe lookin' for the chronic
Goddamn, got a Panasonic
Found an can of old gold
Came and put my ass in a choke hold

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

Then they hit me in the face
But to it ain't nuttin', but just a friendly game 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, just gimme one more hit
Who the got the camera?
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one hit

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

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

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

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

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

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