Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my girl to say he left Hit the basement, go through the replacement Come up in my yard, with a taste for war You know I 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 this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to alive" on every corner, I lean back and try to cruise by Who the fuck snitched? Must have been a new guy Damn, they on our ass Put your foot back on the gas, on it fast Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm to blast Trying to take the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the Hey, look out, damn, came so You hit that bitch (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain't leave her Go up here, make this left, it over, take a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it the door to the floor, leave officers flyin' Death is in the air, and I know if it's mine But I if it's time, it'll be what it is And all I can of is what 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 the fire, pull 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