When I Get Out - Viewed 82 times

Ready to get up outta this muthafucker Never thought the game would take me under About to get my first tear, while I'm sittin’ in my cell I wonder What are you doing outside Are you giving all my ass up You’re a dime so niggas won’t pass up I told you a long time ago I'd always have your back I'm still coming off with half of them checks, so why are you trippin? Ain't got to worry 'bout nobody getting up in your stuff Soon as the jury said guilty I closed it up Bought you a new Bible with a blunt in it already rolled up Numbers and Dueteronomy is where you'll fine me I want some ass real bad Locked up wit' all these hard legs, scrappin' daily I miss my baby, I'm going crazy, I gotta get out of this place Can’t you help me Things can get back to the way they used to be You and me in a chromed out E - bumpin' Bone Thugs I got the pedal to the floor, dippin' kinda high and trippin', I really wanna hit it, your shit is finger lickin' The sweating, the bumpin', the grinding right through these bars and If I ever thought it would help you make it - just picture me naked Can't feel your body and I hate it….I'm going crazy So when I finally come home It's gonna be on, cause I'm gonna be lickin' and kissing and sticking all week long, baby When you get out