Lirieke: 2Pac. When I Get Free.

(feat. J. Valentine)

Damn, what am I gonna do now
Oh,Shit

(When I get free, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: x2]
When I get free, motherfuckers better watch they ass
Soon as I get released I'ma clock some cash
Did some time locked down but I'm back on the street
There'll be trouble when they see me

[Verse 1:]
Them bitches is back, take a look at the evening news
And see a nigga gettin cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck
These motherfuckers tryin to dirty up my name, but
I slip as quick as the wind, it's me again, fuck friends
My foes be on a mission, tryin to dome in
Fuck em I'm bout to get out, they all soft
I blow up like a gauge, and in a rage blow they balls off
Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick?
And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me bitch
Maintain with a nigga meal ticket only if you with the real
The nigga will kick it, I'll enforce it with the steel
Using lessons that I learned in jail
Rule one, fuck a busta he can burn in Hell
Network with connects that I got in the pen
In no time I'll be clockin again

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Still sittin in my cell as I dwell on my past
Tryin to figure how a nigga turned dreams into cash
Quick call her collect, ain't no respect on the other side
My cellmate suicidal cause his mother died
And my C.O. is a lady, and I'm thinkin maybe
me and her can hook up a scheme, to be Swayze
Cause she keep on callin me baby
To a young motherfucker facin eighty that's enough to make me crazy
Now how long will it take, to get a hook
Got her watchin me liftin weights, sneakin looks
I devised a plan, I'm in the trunk while she drives the van
Ain't no disguise I'ma die as a man
If we make it then I'm takin it to Hell
All them niggaz that was frontin while I sat up in a cell
Locked in jail, I couldn't touch ya so I planned, your misery
The nigga you don't wanna see

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Stuck in my cell, the pen ain't nothing like the country jail
When will they let me down, walking through the yard
I pray to God, first nigga disrespect me first nigga gettin scarred up
I'm back on the scene, I'm hitting knees in the back of a limousine
Puffing on weed as we game on the drunk hoes
Hit the skunk I reminisce just on the way we used to play, you punk hoes
What I possess is to be rich, in currency
Paranoid niggaz like bitches, when they come to see me
Laid out, played out, that nigga barely breathing
As for that bullshit punk, nigga and now we're even
But I wait, until it's time and try to find a crooked way to profit off this crime, this life of mine
Until I get free, my prophecy is niggaz screaming, as if they're bleeding in agony
And as soon as they popped my gate, I knew these motherfuckers made a mistake

[Chorus: x3]
When I get free, motherfuckers better watch they ass
Soon as I get released I'ma clock some cash
Did some time locked down but I'm back on the street
There'll be trouble when they see me

When I Get Free
Yeah Nigga
When I get motherfuckin free
Pop the gate, I'm back baby
When I get free
We up out this bitch