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 yard, with a taste for war You know I laced the four, the hollows the safe, grab the bottles (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses over by the black fence I keep the hooptie parked for situations like go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to alive" Cops on corner, I lean back and try to cruise by Who the could'a snitched? Must have been a new guy Damn, they on our ass Put foot back on the gas, step on it fast to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to blast Trying to the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, out, damn, came so close You almost hit that (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I they ain't gon' leave her Go up here, make left, pull 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 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, pull a joint my boot 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