When I Get Free Lyrics
| Song | When I Get Free |
| Artist | Tupac |
| Artist | J. Valentine |
| Album | The Best of 2Pac, Pt. 2: Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Artist：2Pac/J.Valentine | |
| [pac] 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 bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news | |
| You'll see a nigga gettin 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 balls off | |
| Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick? | |
| And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me bitch | |
| Main thang was to make a nigga meal ticket | |
| Only if you with the real, the nigga will kick it | |
| I'll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that i learned in jail | |
| Rule one: **** 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 nigga 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****er 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 niggaz that was frontin while i sat up in the cell | |
| Locked in jail, i couldn't touch her so i planned your misery | |
| The nigga 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 nigga disrespect me first nigga 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 niggaz like bitches when they come and see me | |
| Laid out, played out, the nigga barely breathin | |
| As for that bullshit punk, nigga 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 niggaz 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 nigga, when i get mother****in free | |
| Pop the gate, i'm back baby! | |
| When i get free.. we up out this bitch |
| Artist: 2Pac J. Valentine | |
| pac 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 bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news | |
| You' ll see a nigga gettin 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 balls off | |
| Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick? | |
| And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me bitch | |
| Main thang was to make a nigga meal ticket | |
| Only if you with the real, the nigga will kick it | |
| I' ll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that i learned in jail | |
| Rule one: 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 nigga 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 er 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 niggaz that was frontin while i sat up in the cell | |
| Locked in jail, i couldn' t touch her so i planned your misery | |
| The nigga 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 nigga disrespect me first nigga 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 niggaz like bitches when they come and see me | |
| Laid out, played out, the nigga barely breathin | |
| As for that bullshit punk, nigga nnow 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 niggaz 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 nigga, when i get mother in free | |
| Pop the gate, i' m back baby! | |
| When i get free.. we up out this bitch |
| Artist: 2Pac J. Valentine | |
| pac 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 bitches is foul, take a look at the evening news | |
| You' ll see a nigga gettin 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 balls off | |
| Why are you niggaz tryin to test me trick? | |
| And be the first ones to snitch to arrest me bitch | |
| Main thang was to make a nigga meal ticket | |
| Only if you with the real, the nigga will kick it | |
| I' ll enforce it with the steel use the lessons that i learned in jail | |
| Rule one: 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 nigga 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 er 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 niggaz that was frontin while i sat up in the cell | |
| Locked in jail, i couldn' t touch her so i planned your misery | |
| The nigga 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 nigga disrespect me first nigga 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 niggaz like bitches when they come and see me | |
| Laid out, played out, the nigga barely breathin | |
| As for that bullshit punk, nigga nnow 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 niggaz 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 nigga, when i get mother in free | |
| Pop the gate, i' m back baby! | |
| When i get free.. we up out this bitch |
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