Lyrics: Johnny Jackson/"Big" Simon Says/TUPAC SHAKUR
Music: Johnny Jackson/"Big" Simon Says/TUPAC SHAKUR
Artist：2Pac/J.Valentine
Damn.. what I'ma do now? When I get free.. oh shit!
[jay ] get free.. yeah yeah
[chorus: repeat 2x]
When I get free, mother****ers 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
[2pac ]
Them niggas is foul, take a look at the evening news
You'll see a nigga getting cuffed by the boys in blue
Is it a, frame up, tryin to keep me out the game, stuck
These mother****ers tryin to dirty up my name, but
I'm slippin quick as the wind, it's me or them
************* friends my foes be on a mission tryin to do me in
**** 'em i'm bout to get out, they all soft
I blow up like gauge, and in a rage blow they ************* off
Why are you mother****ers tryin to test me trick?
And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me mother****ers
Main thang was to make a mother****in meal ticket
Only if you with the real, the mother****ers will kick it
I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that i learned in jail
Rule one: mother**** 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] + j. valentine's harmonizing
[2pac ]
Still sittin in my cell as i dwell on my past
Tryin to figure how a mother****er turned dreams into cash
Quick call her collect, ain't no respect on the other side
My cellmate's 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 mother****ing facin eighty that's enough to make you crazy
Now how long will it take, to get her hooked
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 mother****ers that was frontin while i sat up in the cell
Locked in jail, i couldn't touch her so i planned your misery
The mother****ers you don't wanna see
[chorus] + j. valentine's harmonizing
[2pac ]
Stuck in my cell
The pen ain't nuttin like the county jail
When will they let me bail?
Walkin through the yard, i play the god
First mother****er disrespect me first mother****er gettin scarred
I'm, back on the scene
I'm hittin knees in the back of a limousine, puffin 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 posess is to be rich, in currency
Paranoid mother****ers like b*****s when they come and see me
Laid out, played out, the mother****ers barely breathin
As for that bullshittin punk, b***h n-now we 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 mother****ers screamin, as if they bleed in agony
As soon as they popped my gate
I knew these mother****ers made a mistake
[chorus ] + j. valentine's harmonizing
[chorus] - 1/2
[2pac]
When i get free
Hahaha.. yeah mother****ers, when i get mother****in free
Pop the gate, i'm back baby!
When i get free.. we up out this b***h