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, with the Crack the safe, grab the bottles (What you want me to do?) Carlos 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" Cops on 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 back on the gas, step on it fast Trying to up on the side, but I'm packing to blast Trying to the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, out, damn, came so close You almost hit that bitch (Like you nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain't gon' her Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a "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 of is what about my kids Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 clips Hit the hydrant, get low for the shootout Run through the fire, pull a from my boot out me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear I'm going out fast and the last I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF