Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my girl to say he left Hit the basement, go through the door up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war You know I laced the four, the hollows Crack the safe, grab the bottles (What you me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses by the tall black fence I keep the hooptie parked for like this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the fuck you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to alive" Cops on every corner, I lean back and try to by Who the fuck could'a snitched? have been a new guy Damn, they on our ass Put your back on the gas, step on it fast Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm packing to Trying to the niggas heads off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, came so 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, this left, pull it over, take a breather "Drop it on the floor" Boom, got it through the Pedal to the floor, 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 what about my Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, 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