Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too to send my girl downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go the replacement door Come up in my yard, with a taste for war You know I the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep 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 nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" Cops on every corner, I lean back and try to by Who the fuck could'a Must have been a new guy Damn, they on our ass Put your foot back on the gas, step on it to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to blast Trying to take the niggas heads off, cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, came so You hit that bitch (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the hit her, and I know they ain't gon' leave her Go up here, this left, pull it over, take a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it the door Pedal to the floor, leave flyin' Death is in the air, and I don't know if 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 joint my boot out me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear I'm going out and the last thing I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF