Luyện nghe bài hát I Got Pulled Over

There go over there
Aw man,
I get up off my ass
And go chase these muthafuckas
I those fuckin' Mexicans

I'm gettin' caca from the blaca
The B.G. hooter always pull me
me out the rafla, sit me on the curb
And then look me over

They ask my beeper, I'm not a dope dealer
This is the 4 wheeler if I was sellin' drugs
To all of the street thugs yo, I don't mean to
But I'd be in a Jag

I wouldn't be hittin' the East lowridin'
I'd be in Hollywood or Venice high profilin'
And all that shit and I happen to play
your stupid little skip but I'll just kick it

Yo, go ahead and your ticket
But hey yo, Mr. Officer, you know where you can it
I say this to myself, I let him do his
Or he might beat me just like he beat down Rodney King
I got over

Hey, don't that truck look
Yeah, that Cherokee over
I think that belongs to that fat ah
La Raza muthafucka
Let's go with him

Hey buddy, hey
Alright, you
Get your fat ass out the car

It's 12 o'clock, 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' they're schemin' but fuck it

they cop car's a goddamn bucket
Geah, I ain't sweatin' shit, the Eight
So they run a make on my plates
So I hit the next corner slow
Low, it go

The same old because of my car, black
Mistaken for slingin' that dope sack
And because Compton's my playground
They want a nigga like E to stay way
But I done had enough harrassin'

Like I said, one time still
I know they up to no damn
a nigga, cause I'm seen in the hood
But I switch from a Benz to a Nova
To prevent them pullin' me over

Pull ass over and get on the sidewalk
Lock hands and feet you know the routine,
Yeah, nigga, you rollin' down like you own this muthafucka
Where the sack at, muthafucka, where the

The
Nigga, ain't no the only sack is my nut sac
You got the MC Eight up with these other clockers
Get off the dick,

ALT, that's me, I'ma again
The hooter, were dyin' to shoot another Mexican
So I learn, if I wanna burn
Then I pass up my exit, I'm afraid to turn

And if I don't, then pig will be vicious
'Cause every Hispanic at is suspicious
I'm thinkin' to my mind I can hardly bare it
I heard, "Fuck the Police", but they forgot about the

And if I said it, I might get beat down
And I ain't goin' out by a in a brown gown
ain't passin', no time for dashin'
Looked in my mirror, I seen red flashin'

He had his on his gun on his hip
And when he walked up, yo, that fuck tripped
He was pissed, he said that I gave him lip
So he me, now I'm in custody

He called my mother and he said knock me silly
But then I felt the crack of his muthafuckin' billy
Another night with a nurse looking my shoulder
Just I got pulled over

Hey,
Get taco eatin' ass out of the car
What's fuckin' name?
I'm ALT but the fuck did I do?

Get fuckin' ass over there on the curb
What's the bitch's
Hey man, don't call my old a bitch

All code 461
24 Boulevard
in custody