Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my girl to say he left Hit the basement, go through the door up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war You I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab the bottles (What you me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the tall black I keep the hooptie 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? Must been a new guy Damn, back on our ass Put your foot back on the gas, on it fast Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to Trying to take the niggas heads off, cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, came so You almost hit that bitch (Like you nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know ain't gon' leave her Go up here, make left, pull it over, take a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it the door Pedal to the floor, leave officers Death is in the air, and I don't know if it's But I if it's time, it'll be what it is And all I can think of is what my kids Shit, on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick 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 out fast and the last thing I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF