There they go there Aw man, I get up off my ass And go chase these cholo I hate those fuckin'
I'm always gettin' caca the blaca The B.G. hooter always pull me me out the rafla, sit me on the curb And then they me over
They ask about my beeper, I'm not a dope 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 the East side lowridin' I'd be in Hollywood or Venice Beach profilin' And all shit and I happen to play along With your stupid little but I'll just kick it
Yo, go ahead and write your But hey yo, Mr. Officer, you know you can stick it I say to myself, I let him do his thing Or he might beat me down just he beat down Rodney King I got pulled
Hey, that truck look familiar? Yeah, that Cherokee over I that belongs to that fat fuck ah La Raza muthafucka Let's go with him
Hey buddy, hey Alright, you Get fuckin' fat ass out the car
12 o'clock, late at night, I grab my keys Kid Frost put me up with a so I roll a blunt to go On that late night hype, who gives a about five-o? I'm knowin' that they're schemin' but it
'Cause they cop a goddamn bucket Geah, I ain't sweatin' shit, the Eight So they run a make on my goddamn So I hit the next corner real Low, it go
The same old routine because of my car, Mistaken for slingin' that dope sack And just because my playground They a nigga like E to stay way down But I had enough with harrassin'
Like I said, one time gafflin' I know they up to no damn a nigga, cause I'm seen in the hood But I best from a Benz to a Nova To prevent them from me over
your ass over and get on the sidewalk Lock and feet you know the routine, nigga Yeah, nigga, you down Alondra like you own this muthafucka the sack at, muthafucka, where the sack?
The Nigga, no sack the only sack is my nut sac You got the MC mixed up with these other clockers Get off the dick,
ALT, that's me, I'ma again The hooter, they dyin' to shoot another Mexican So I learn, if I wanna burn Then I pass up my exit, 'cause I'm afraid to
And if I don't, then pig will be vicious 'Cause Hispanic at night is suspicious I'm thinkin' to my mind that I can bare it I heard, "Fuck the Police", but they about the sheriffs
And if I said it, then I get beat down And I goin' out by a clown in a brown gown They ain't passin', no time for Looked in my mirror, I seen red flashin'
He had his on his gun on his hip And he walked up, yo, that dumb fuck tripped He was pissed, he said I gave 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 the crack of his muthafuckin' billy club night with a nurse looking over my shoulder Just because I got pulled
Hey, Get your eatin' ass out of the car What's fuckin' name? I'm ALT but what the did I do?
Get your fuckin' ass over on the curb What's the bitch's Hey man, don't my old lady a bitch
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