Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF Too late to send my downstairs 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 laced the four, with the Crack the safe, grab the bottles (What you me to do?) Beep Carlos Two houses by the tall 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 lean 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 Trying to pull up on the side, but I'm to blast Trying to take the niggas off, fuck cracking the glass Hey, look out, damn, so close You hit that bitch (Like you said nigga, almost) Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain't gon' 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' Death is in the air, and I know if it's mine But I know if 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 more 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 and the last thing I hear is Boom, boom, boom, the door, ATF