Tupac Shakur featuring Yaki Kadafi feat. Yaki Kadafi - Soon As I Get Home paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Soon As I Get Home - Tupac Shakur featuring Yaki Kadafi feat. Yaki Kadafi



Soon as I get home
Soon as I get home
Dear baby, it's me again, stuck inside this max pen
Tryin' to pay me debt for all my sins
See, these penatentary times be so heavy on my mind
At times it's like I'm livin' just to die
I'm livin' in hell, stuck in my jail cell, stranded in the county jail
Waitin' for my chance to post bail
I wanna be paid in large stacks, and mash in fast jags
I blast and wonder how long will I last
My memories fade when I'm intoxicated, busters are shady
So I'm dumpin' on cowards crazy whenever faded
I know I said it all before, but now I mean it
Visions of me and you ballin', so crystal clear I seen it
Even tho you mad at me, you'll be glad to see the strategy
Of makin' these chicks cum so easily
I max out in the morning, baby life is good
Me and you against the whole hood, soon as I come home
Grab my straps, locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back
(Soon as I get home)
Go get the money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets into a war zone
Soon as I get home
Sittin' here lookin' at pictures of me and you livin'
But now you out in the world, while I'm twistin' in prison
Love letters come daily, words of affection
You send me money and nude flicks beggin' for some sexin'
Stay wide open, keep yo eyes peeled
And my advice is keep it real or you can die squelin'
Plus I never had to worry 'bout a visit, 'cause you're there daily
Guard tryin' to get ya number, you don't dare tell me
Tongue kissin', steady humpin', tryin' to touch up something
Before the C-O in the corner jump in, frontin'
Late night reminiscencin' everybody's quiet
I think somethings in the air, prepare for the riot
It's padlocks in my socks, steel from the bed springs
I touch 'em with thug love and then let they heads ring
Started a war, but now I'm gone
Release me to the streets in the morning, it's on soon as I get home
Grab my gat, locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
(Soon as I get home)
Let's get the money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone soon as I get home
So keep it goin', my whole life's been like a game of Cee-low
Thinkin' big like they keep to me no feelings, my dreams like Nino
Brown the whole town be shook up, and me and momma
Survived the pick up, how many rocks I made to cook up
Narcotics got traffic, seen them niggaz you blasted
Wantin' me in a casket, on a ground, kind of plastic
Yeah, nigga I heard you, Lil' Moe gave the words
You get paroled on the 3rd, you sold love, we out here frontin'
Still here but all about nothing, but double O's
Is what I'm wantin', and I'm tryin' to say something
That we ain't never had, luxury life, results livin' bad
Tricks of the trade, shit that should've been taught by dad
But learn, do the crew, lessons between me and you
And once we lock this shit down it ain't a thing they can do
Meanwhile I stay waitin' by the phone
Hopin' I'll get a call tellin' a nigga that you home
Grab the gat, locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone soon as I get home
Grab my gat, locate my comrades
Go get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone soon as I get home
Grab my gat, locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone soon as I get home
Grab my gat, locate my comrades
Let's get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone soon as I get home
Grab my gat, locate my comrades
Go get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone soon as I get home
Grab my gat, locate my comrades
Go get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone soon as I get home
Grab my gat, locate my comrades
Go get my enemies, not knowing I'm coming back
Go get my money out the safe
It's time to turn the streets to a war zone



Writer(s): Roscoe Corner


Tupac Shakur featuring Yaki Kadafi feat. Yaki Kadafi - Pac's Life
Album Pac's Life
date de sortie
21-11-2006



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