Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my girl to say he left Hit the basement, go through the replacement 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 fence I keep the hooptie for situations like this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" on every corner, I lean back and try to cruise by Who the fuck could'a Must have been a new guy Damn, back on our ass Put foot back on the gas, step on it fast Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm to blast Trying to take the niggas heads off, fuck the glass Hey, look out, damn, so close You almost hit bitch (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain't 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, officers flyin' 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 of is what about my kids Shit, on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 clips Hit the hydrant, get low for the shootout Run the fire, pull a joint from my boot out me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear I'm going out fast and the last thing I is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF