Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too to send my girl downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go the replacement door Come up in my yard, with a taste for war You know I laced the four, the hollows Crack the safe, grab the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep Two houses over by the black fence I the hooptie parked for situations like this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" on every corner, I lean back and try to cruise by Who the fuck could'a snitched? have been a new guy Damn, back on our ass Put your foot back on the gas, 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, out, damn, came so close You almost hit that (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the hit her, and I know they ain't gon' leave her Go up here, make this left, pull it over, a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it through the Pedal to the floor, leave flyin' Death is in the air, and I don't know if it's But I know if it's time, it'll be it is And all I can think of is 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