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 I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the tall fence I keep the hooptie parked for situations like go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" Cops on every corner, I lean and try to cruise by Who the fuck could'a snitched? have been a new guy Damn, back on our ass Put your foot on the gas, step on it fast Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to Trying to take the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the Hey, look out, damn, so close You almost hit that bitch (Like you nigga, almost) Shit, the hit her, and I know 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 know 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 clips Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the Run through the fire, a joint from my boot 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