Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to my girl downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go the replacement door up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war You know I laced the four, the hollows Crack the safe, the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the black fence I keep the hooptie parked for situations like go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" Cops on every corner, I lean and try to cruise by Who the fuck could'a snitched? Must been a new guy Damn, they on our ass Put your back on the gas, step on it fast Trying to up on the side, but I'm packing to blast Trying to take the niggas off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, so close You almost hit that (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain't leave her Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it the door Pedal to the floor, officers flyin' Death is in the air, and I don't know if mine But I know if it's time, be what it is And all I can of is what about my kids Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the Run through the fire, pull a joint from my out me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear I'm going out and the last thing I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF