I got pulled over on 880 because the drunk bitch in the back seat yelled at a CHP cop when he was writing somebody a ticket as we drove by. Right when I got on the freeway, another cop comes hauling ass and pulls me over for going 74 MPH (I wasn't even on the freeway yet, driving a 4-banger that was my chicks...and I was only up to 63 when he put his lights on). To top it off, when he got to my window the drunk bitch in the passenger seat said "I'm soooo sorry for my friend, officer..we are all REALLY drunk". So what do they do? Pull me out of the fuckin' car to test my sobriety. Stupid fuckin' bitches...
I got pulled over on suspicion of making death threats to the girlfriend I didn't have because I apparently looked like the Mexican cat who was actually doing it. Actually, I didn't even get pulled over...the cop followed me to the store and then approached me as I was walking up to open the doors to the shop. When he realized I looked nothing like the suspect, he said I was playing my music too loud (even though I wasn't in my car when he drove up to me and I had a booty stock system).
I got pulled over on suspicion of selling methamphetamine because I was driving home from a bitches house at 1 AM.
I got pulled over for the meth reason again, only that time it was early evening and I had some non-pale friends in the car with me.
Got laid out in Hayward in front of my boy's house with Peter Parker and DJ Abbico (taking a break from a recording session) because the cops thought we were out shooting at another car (because the suspect car and victim car matched the description of my boys car an his neighbors van (black car, white van...great detailed description). Why on earth would two cars shoot at each other, then go home (being neighbors) and act like nothing happened? lol. Nothing like having 8 pissed off Hayward cops pointing guns at you.
Too many encounters with cops for BS reasons throughout the years. So yea, now when I see those berry lights I trip a little bit, and when they pass me it's RELIEF. I ran into a really good friend of mine in downtown San Jose...uniformed up standing next to his partner on 1st Street (Last time I had seen him, he wasn't a cop). I walked up and jokingly said "Heeeeeeyyy, you're rollin' with the wrong side, breh?" and laughed. His partner put his hand on his gun and looked PISSED! Showed my boy some love, gave his partner a little mean mug, and went about my night.