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 neighbor's yard, 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 like go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" Cops on every corner, I back and try to cruise by Who the fuck could'a Must have been a new guy Damn, they 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 to take the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, so close You hit that bitch (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain't gon' her Go up here, make this left, pull it over, a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it through the Pedal to the floor, leave flyin' Death is in the air, and I don't know if 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 from my 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