Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to 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 I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab the (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the tall fence I keep the hooptie parked for situations like go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to alive" Cops on every corner, I lean back and try to by Who the fuck could'a snitched? Must have a new guy Damn, they on our ass Put your foot on the gas, step on it fast to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to blast Trying to take the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the Hey, look out, damn, so close You almost hit that bitch (Like you nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they gon' leave her Go up here, this left, pull it over, take a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it through the Pedal to the floor, officers flyin' Death is in the air, and I don't know if mine But I know if time, it'll be what 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 hydrant, get low for the shootout 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