| Got me on the run
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| Uh, uh BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, open the door, ATF
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| To late to send my girl downstairs to say he left
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| To the basement, go through the replacement door
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| Come up in my neighbor’s yard, wit’a taste for war
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| You know I laced the four, wit’the hallows
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| Crack the safe, got the bottles
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| Whatchu want me to do?
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| Beep Carlos!
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| Two houses over by the tall black fence
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| I keep the hooptie parked for situations like this
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| There go a Priest, yo, get in, you drive
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| What the fuck you doin nigga?
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| Tryin to stay alive
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| Cops on every corner, I lay back and try to cruise by Who the fuck could’a snitched? |
| Must’a been a new guy
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| (Siren)Damn, in back on our ass
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| Put your foot back on the gas, step on it fast
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| Tryin’to pull up on the side, but I’m packin’to blast
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| Tryin’to take the niggaz heads off, fuck crackin’the glass
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| (Gunshots)Hey, look out, (bark), damn
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| Came so close, you almost hit that bitch
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| Like you said nigga, almost
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| Shit, the cops hit her, and I know they ain’t gon’leave her
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| Go up here, make this left, pull it over, take a breather
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| (breathing sounds)
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| Drop it on the floor, BOOM
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| Got it through the door, peddle to the floor, an office line
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| Death is in the air, and I don’t know if it’s mine
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| But I know if it’s time, it’ll be what it is And all I can think of is what about my kids
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| Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick!
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| 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more clips
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| Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the shootout
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| Run through the fire, pull a gun from my boot out
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| Caught me in the shoulder, the neck, the ear
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| I’m goin’out fast and the last thing I hear is BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, open the door, ATF |