Luyện nghe bài hát I Got Pulled Over

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

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

They ask about my beeper, I'm not a dealer
This is the 4 wheeler if I was sellin' drugs
To all of the thugs 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 high profilin'
And all that shit and I happen to play
With your stupid little skip but I'll kick it

Yo, go ahead and write ticket
But hey yo, Mr. Officer, you where you can stick 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 look familiar?
Yeah, that Cherokee over
I think that belongs to that fat ah
That La Raza
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 schemin' but fuck it

they cop car's a goddamn bucket
Geah, I sweatin' shit, check the Eight
So they run a on my goddamn plates
So I hit the next real slow
Low, it go

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

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

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

The
Nigga, no sack the only sack is my nut sac
You got the MC Eight mixed up with these other
Get off the dick,

ALT, that's me, I'ma again
The hooter, they were dyin' to another Mexican
So I learn, if I don't wanna
Then I pass up my exit, I'm afraid to turn

And if I don't, then that pig be vicious
every Hispanic at night is suspicious
I'm thinkin' to my mind that I can hardly it
I heard, "Fuck the Police", but forgot 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 red lights flashin'

He had his on his gun on his hip
And when he walked up, yo, 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 knock me silly
But I felt the crack of his muthafuckin' billy club
Another night with a nurse looking my shoulder
Just I got pulled over

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

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

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