Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go through the door Come up in my yard, with a taste for war You I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab the (What you want me to do?) Beep Carlos Two over by the tall black fence I keep the parked for situations like this go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive" "What the you doing nigga?" "Tryin' to stay alive" on every corner, I lean back and try to cruise by Who the fuck snitched? Must have been a new guy Damn, back 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, fuck cracking the Hey, out, damn, came so close You almost hit bitch (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 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 it's time, 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, pull a joint 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