Testo Who Got The Camera? - Edited - Ice Cube
Testo della canzone Who Got The Camera? - Edited (Ice Cube), tratta dall'album The Predator (World) [Clean]
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by
(See if there's a black-and-white that can do a drive-by) people are gonna have to die on this one
As long as it ain't me ahead, I don't give a shit, just part of the job
People are gonna have to die on this one
As long as it ain't me ahead, I don't give a shit, just part of the job
People are gonna have to die on this one (are you resisting arrest?)
As long as it ain't me ahead, I don't give a shit, just part of the job (are you resisting arrest?)
Are you resisting arrest?
Are you resisting arrest?
I haven't beaten anyone this bad in a long time
I haven't beaten anyone this bad in a long time
I haven't beaten anyone this bad in a long time
Ah, come on, those beatings, those people were resisting arrest! (Uh)
When we get together, doing our thing
In order to help each other
Driving down the big black highway
The flyway, "Hey, trick, 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 your butt out"
'Cause I know where the hoes be fiendin'
Plus your fat ass got my six-deuce leanin'"
Bust a U on the avenue
Why, oh, why? It ain't nothin' to do
Bumping Sir Jinx's latest mix
And you thought that shit played out in '86
Looking for my dogs
Looked up in the mirror, being followed by the hogs
One time's sittin' on my line
Why the hell the swine had to get behind a brother like me?
They must think it's a G
They both walk up with the G-L-O-C
(Get out of the car! There was a robbery, the nigga looked just like you!)
(A'ight, put your hands up, take your pants down, spread your cheeks!)
Started their investigation
No driver's license, no registration
When I stepped out the car, they slammed me
Goddamn y'all, who got the camera?
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?)
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit
No lights, no camera, no action
And the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name is Jackson
He said, "Don't lie to me
I'm looking for John, Matty, or Spike Lee"
The devil then called for backup
I guess they planned to beat the mack up
Called me a silly black thug
And pulled out his billy black club
Tearing up my coupe looking for the chronic
Goddamn, nobody got a Panasonic?!
Found an empty can of Old Gold
Came around and put my butt in a choke hold
Messed around and broke my pager
Then they hit a brother with a taser
The big fat pigs was trying to hurt me
I fell to the ground and said, "Lord, have mercy"
They hit me in the face, y'all
But to them, it ain't nothin' (just a friendly game of baseball)
A crowd stood around, and I said, "Goddamn ya
Who got the camera?"
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 the hell got the camera?)
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit
Oh please, oh please, oh please, just gimme just one more hit
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 11, but they weren't scaring me
So they tried the flashlight therapy
I looked at the black one, call him a traitor
I don't give a damn if you got a Beta
Just take my colored picture
So I can go downtown and pitch a fit about
The one that called me a spook
His name is Officer David Duke
If the crowd wasn't around, he would've shot me
Tried to play me out like my name was Rodney
Nowadays, police gettin' badder
'Cause if I had a camera, the shit wouldn't matter (trick)
Who got my .9?
Who got my .9?
Y'all done did it this time
Who the hell got my .9?
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Writer(s): Clarence Eugene Haskins, O'shea Jackson
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