Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my girl downstairs to say he Hit the basement, go through the replacement 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 me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the tall black I keep the hooptie parked for situations this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to alive" on every corner, I lean back and try to cruise by Who the could'a snitched? Must have been a new guy Damn, back on our ass Put your foot back on the gas, step on it 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 bitch (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 through the Pedal to the floor, officers flyin' Death is in the air, and I don't if it's mine But I know if time, it'll be what it is And all I can think of is about 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 going out fast and the thing I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF