Kid Frost - I Got Pulled Over Lyrics
f/ ALT, MC Eiht( *police radio* )[ police ]There they go over there!Aw man, shit!I gotta get up off my ass and go chase these cholo mutha*****asI hate those *****in Mexicans[ VERSE 1: Kid Frost ]I'm always gettin caca from the blacaThe b.g. hooter always pull me overTake me out the rafla, sit me on the curb...and then they look me overThey ask about my beeper, I'm not a dope dealerThis is the Cherokee 4 wheelerIf I was sellin drugsTo all of the street thugsYo, I don't mean to bragBut I'd be drivin in a JagI wouldn't be hittin the Eastside lowridinI'd be in Hollywood or Venice Beach high-profilinAnd all that shitAnd I happen to play along with your stupid little skipBut I'll just kick itYo, go ahead and write your ticketBut hey yo, Mr. Officer, you know where you can stick itI say this to myself, I let him do his thingOr he might beat me down just like he beat down Rodney KingI got pulled over[ police ] Hey, don't that truck look familiar? Yeah, that Cherokee over there? I think that belongs to that fat ***** ah - ...that La Raza mutha*****a Let's go ***** with him Hey buddy, hey! Alright, you *****in... Get your *****in fat ass out the car![ VERSE 2: MC Eiht ]It's 12 o'clock, late at night, I grab my keysKid Frost put me up with a skeezSo I roll a blunt to goOn that late night hype, who gives a ***** about five-o?I'm knowin that they're schemin, but ***** itCause they cop car's a goddamn bucketGeah, I ain't sweatin shit, check the EihtSo they run a make on my goddamn platesSo I hit the next corner real slowLow, here it goThe same old routine because of my car, blackMistaken identity for slingin that dope sackAnd just because Compton's my playgroundThey want a nigga like E to stay way downBut I done had enough with harrassinLike I said, one time still gafflinI know they up to no damn goodJackin a nigga, cause I'm seen in the hoodBut I best switch from a Benz to a NovaTo prevent them from pullin me over[ police ]Pull your ass over and get on the sidewalk, lock hands and feetYou know the routine, niggaYeah, nigga, you rollin down Alondra like you own this mutha*****aWhere the sack at, mutha*****a, where the sack?[ Eiht ]The sack?Nigga, ain't no sackThe only sack is my nutsacYou got the MC Eiht mixed up with these other clockersGet off the dick, mutha*****a[ VERSE 3: ALT ]ALT, that's me, I'ma flex againThe hooter, they were dyin to shoot another MexicanSo I learn: if I don't wanna burnThen I pass up my exit, cause I'm afraid to turnAnd if I don't, then that pig'll be viciousCause every hispanic at night is suspiciousI'm thinkin to my mind that I can hardly bare itI heard '***** the Police', but they forgot about the sheriffsAnd if I said it, then I might get beat downAnd I ain't goin out by a clown in a brown gownThey ain't passin, no time for dashinLooked in my mirror, I seen red lights flashinHe had his hand on his gun on his hipAnd when he walked up, yo, that dumb ***** trippedHe was pissed, he said that I gave him some lipSo he busted me, now I'm in custodyHe called my mother and he said he'd knock me silly, butThen I felt the crack of his mutha*****in billyclubAnother night with a nurse looking over my shoulderJust because I got pulled over[ police ] Hey, Honcho Get your taco-eatin ass out of the car What's your *****in name?[ ALT ] I'm ALT, but what the ***** did I do?[ police ] Get your *****in ass over there on the curb What's the *****'s name?[ ALT ] Hey man, don't call my old lady a *****[ police radio ] All units code 461 24 Hollywood Boulevard Suspects in custody
