Who Got the Camera?

[Verse 1]
Drivin down the motherf*ckin highway
The flyway, "Hey, b*tch, you goin my way?"
Now I got a passenger
I looked at the miniskirt, and I'm askin' her
"Would you like to hit the fat bud?
Or perhaps can I run your name through the mud?
I mean, Are you giving up the nappy dugout?"
She said, "No," "Well then, get the f*ck out!"
Cause I know where the hoes be fienin'
Plus your fat ass got my six-deuce leanin'
Bust a U on the avenue
Why oh why there ain't sh*t to do
Bumping Sir Jinx's latest mix
And you thought that sh*t played out in eighty six
Lookin for my dogs
Looked up in the mirror being followed by the hogs
One time's on my motherf*ckin line
Why the f*ck the swine had to get behind a n*gga like me
They must think it's a G(ank)
They both walk up with the G-L-O-C
(Get out of the car! There was a robbery; the n*gga looked just like you. All right, put your hands up, take your pants down, spread your cheeks.)
Started they investigation:
No driver's license no registration
When I stepped out the car they slammed me
Goddamn y'all who got the camera?

[Hook: repeat 2X]
"Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit"
"Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit"
Who got the camera?

[Verse 2]
No lights no camera no action
And the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name was Jackson
He said, "Don't lie to me"
"I'm looking for John, Matty, or Spike Lee"
The motherf*ckers called for back up
I guess they planned to beat the mack up
He called me a silly ass thug
And pulled out his billy ass club
Tearin up my coupe lookin for the chronic
Goddamn nobody got a Panasonic?!
Found an empty can of Old Gold
Came around and put my ass in a choke hold
f*cked around and broke my pager
Then they hit a n*gga with a Taser
The motherf*cking pigs was trying to hurt me
I fell to the ground and said, "Lord, have mercy!"
Then they hit me in the face y'all
But to them it ain't nuttin but (a friendly game of base ball)
Crowd stood around I said "God damn ya
Who got the camera?"

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I knew when I saw that deputy smirkin'
That they was 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 it was eleven but they wasn't scarin me
So they tried the flashlight therapy
I looked at the black one and called him a traitor
I don't give a f*ck if you got a Beta
Just take my f*ckin picture
So I can go downtown and pitch a b*tch about
The one that called me a spook
His name is Officer David Duke
If the crowd wasn't around, they would've shot me
Tried to play me out like my name was Rodney
f*ckin police gettin badder
Cause if I had a camera, the sh*t wouldn't matter (b*tch)

Uhh, who got my nine
Who got my nine
Y'all done did it this time, uh
Who the f*ck got my nine?