When I Get Free II

And my C.O. is a lady / And I’m thinkin maybe / Me and her can hook up a scheme / To be Swayze
Ay Trusty Trusty
What you want man?
Aw nigga let me get one of them ciggarettes, damn!
Shit, come on bastard
Get the phone for a nigga
Use the phone, aww nigga get the phone for me man
What’s the number?
323-65-45, tell her it’s Pac

[Chorus] (x2)
When I get free
Mmotherfuckers 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

I heard a snicker, a laugh
I 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 or them, fuck friends
My foes be on a mission
Tryin to do me in
Fuck em I’m out to get out
They all thought
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
Maintain with a nigga meal ticket only if you with the real
The nigga will kick it
I’ll enforce it with the steel
These are lessons that I learned in jail
Rule one: fuck a busta he can burn in Hell
Now I’m workin with connects that I got in the pen
In no time I’ll be clockin again

[Chorus] (x2)

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 motherfucker facin eighty
That’s enough to make me 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 a cell
Locked in jail
I couldn’t touch her so I planned, in misery
The nigga you don’t wanna see

[Chorus] (x5)

When I get free
Believe that shit
Yeah nigga fuck your cigarette
Fuck that phone call motherfucker
I’ll be out this motherfucker in a few days
I’ll pay these bitches back in spades
Punk ass bastards
Long as my AK flexes
we gonna play these bitches
That’s how we do this shit
Fuck that I’m out
C.O. turn the fuckin lights out!