Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my girl to say he left Hit the basement, go the replacement door Come up in my neighbor's yard, a taste for war You know I the four, with the hollows the safe, grab the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the black fence I the hooptie parked for situations like this 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 snitched? Must been a new guy Damn, they on our ass Put your foot on the gas, step on it fast Trying to up on the side, but I'm packing to blast Trying to take the niggas off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, so close You almost hit that bitch (Like you 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 through the Pedal to the floor, officers flyin' is in the air, and I don't 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 hydrant, get low for the shootout 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 last I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF