Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to my girl downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go through the replacement up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war You know I laced the four, with the the safe, grab the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two over by the tall black fence I keep the hooptie parked for situations this 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 been a new guy Damn, back 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, 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, it over, take a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it the door Pedal to the floor, officers flyin' Death is in the air, and I know if it's mine But I know if 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 clips Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the Run through the fire, pull a from my boot 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