Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go through the door Come up in my neighbor's yard, a taste for war You know I the four, with the hollows the safe, grab the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses by the tall black fence I keep the hooptie parked for situations this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" Cops on corner, I lean back and try to cruise by Who the fuck could'a Must have been a new guy Damn, back on our ass Put your foot back on the gas, on it fast to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to blast Trying to take the niggas heads off, cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, so close You hit that bitch (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they gon' leave her Go up here, make this left, pull it over, a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it through the to the floor, leave officers flyin' Death is in the air, and I know if it's mine But I know if it's time, be what it is And all I can of is what about my kids Shit, on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 clips Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the Run the fire, pull a joint from my boot out me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear I'm going out fast and the last I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF