Aww 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? 323-6545, tell her it's Pac
 Chorus: repeat 2X
 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
 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 again, 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
 Heyyy, 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 a hook
 Got her watchin me liftin weights, sneakin looks
 I devised a plan, I'm in the trunk while she drives
 but man, 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 3X
 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