There go over there Aw man, I get up off my ass And go chase these muthafuckas I hate those Mexicans
I'm always caca from the blaca The B.G. hooter pull me over Take me out the rafla, sit me on the And then look me over
ask about my beeper, I'm not a dope dealer This is the Cherokee 4 wheeler if I was sellin' To all of the street yo, I don't mean to brag But I'd be in a Jag
I wouldn't be hittin' the East lowridin' I'd be in Hollywood or Venice Beach profilin' And all shit and I happen to play along With your stupid little skip but I'll just it
Yo, go ahead and write your But hey yo, Mr. Officer, you where you can stick it I say to myself, I let him do his thing Or he might beat me down just like he beat down Rodney I got pulled
Hey, don't that truck familiar? Yeah, that Cherokee there? I that belongs to that fat fuck ah La Raza muthafucka Let's go fuck him
Hey buddy, hey Alright, you Get fuckin' fat ass out the car
It's 12 o'clock, late at night, I my keys Kid Frost put me up a skeez so I roll a blunt to go On late night hype, who gives a fuck about five-o? I'm knowin' they're schemin' but fuck it
'Cause cop car's a goddamn bucket Geah, I ain't sweatin' shit, check the So they run a make on my plates So I hit the corner real slow Low, it go
The same old routine of my car, black identity for slingin' that dope sack And just because Compton's my want a nigga like E to stay way down But I done had enough with
Like I said, one still gafflin' I know they up to no damn Jackin' a nigga, cause I'm seen in the But I best switch from a to a Nova To prevent them from me over
your ass over and get on the sidewalk Lock hands and feet you know the routine, Yeah, nigga, you rollin' down Alondra you own this muthafucka the sack at, muthafucka, where the sack?
The Nigga, ain't no sack the sack is my nut sac You got the MC mixed up with these other clockers Get off the dick,
ALT, me, I'ma flex again The hooter, they were dyin' to shoot another So I learn, if I wanna burn Then I pass up my exit, 'cause I'm to turn
And if I don't, then that pig will be 'Cause every Hispanic at is suspicious I'm thinkin' to my mind that I can hardly it I heard, "Fuck the Police", but they forgot about the
And if I said it, then I get beat down And I ain't goin' out by a in a brown gown They ain't passin', no time for Looked in my mirror, I seen red lights
He had his on his gun on his hip And he walked up, yo, that dumb fuck tripped He was pissed, he said that I him some lip So he busted me, now I'm in
He called my mother and he said he'd knock me But then I felt the crack of his muthafuckin' club Another night a nurse looking over my shoulder Just because I got pulled
Hey, Get your eatin' ass out of the car your fuckin' name? I'm ALT but the fuck did I do?
Get your ass over there on the curb What's the name? Hey man, don't call my old a bitch
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