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 (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the tall black I keep the hooptie parked for situations like go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" Cops on every corner, I lean and try to cruise by Who the fuck could'a snitched? Must have a new guy Damn, they 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 heads off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, came so You almost hit that (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I they ain't gon' 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, leave officers Death is in the air, and I know if it's mine But I if it's time, it'll be what it is And all I can think of is what 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