Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my girl to say he left Hit the basement, go through the door Come up in my 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 houses over by the tall black I keep the parked for situations like this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to alive" Cops on every corner, I lean and try to cruise 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 Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to Trying to take the heads off, fuck cracking 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 gon' her Go up here, make left, pull it over, take a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it through the Pedal to the floor, leave flyin' is in the air, and I don't know if it's mine But I know if it's time, it'll be 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 more Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the Run through the fire, pull a joint 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