Luyện nghe bài hát I Got Pulled Over

There they go there
Aw man,
I get up off my ass
And go these cholo muthafuckas
I hate those fuckin'

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

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

I be hittin' the East side lowridin'
I'd be in Hollywood or Venice Beach high
And all that shit and I happen to along
With your stupid little skip but I'll 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 beat me down just like he beat down Rodney King
I got over

Hey, don't truck look familiar?
Yeah, Cherokee over there?
I think that belongs to that fat 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 with a skeez so I roll a to go
On that late night hype, who gives a fuck five-o?
I'm knowin' that they're but fuck it

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

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

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

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

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

ALT, that's me, I'ma flex
The hooter, they dyin' to shoot another Mexican
So I learn, if I don't burn
Then I up my exit, 'cause I'm afraid to turn

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

And if I said it, then I might get 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 when he walked up, yo, dumb fuck tripped
He was pissed, he that I gave him some lip
So he me, now I'm in custody

He called my mother and he said he'd knock me
But then I felt the crack of his billy club
night with 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 what the did I do?

Get your fuckin' ass over on the curb
What's the bitch's
Hey man, call my old lady a bitch

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