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Plies - Bid Long

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Ay dog dis one here for all mutha fuckin niggaz dats locked up dog

all my niggaz who biddn in prison my nigga a lot of niggaz

forgot about cha but I aint forgot about cha

I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home

and dey main hoe done put a block on da phone

an all da niggaz dey was runnin

Wit done left em lone

mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin Long

What can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs

Not a muh'fuckin thang but hope for an appeal

Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived

Where im from deez crackas hidin niggaz at da crib

I asked my homeboy how da fuck do you do 40

He told me you just do it u dont think about it

Dem crackas dont sell liq in prison u gotta think bout it

but like he told me time aint tha thang hurts tha most

The mu fuckas dat forget bout cha that u thought was close

If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe

I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already know

He thought he had hiself some soldiers on da front row

Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo

N deez streets dawg dats all a bitch care 4

Da real niggaz n deez streets are at an all time low

And deez hoes and homeboys aint ridin no moe

Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give

But when ya got it they love ya while ya out of here

They waz my niggaz when they waz out n they my niggaz now

Right now they need me the most so I got to help em out

I turn my back on em dat mean im da pussy nigga den

and me bein flaw is somthing I dont believe in

there's niggaz everyday dats gettin lost n da system

Tha fucked up part about dont nobody miss em

Own brother cant even tell me where the crackas shipped em

Told me that wit a straight face and kept dippin

Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin

Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em

*Love* dont love nobody da streetz fucked up

Dats why I pray everyday dat I don't get jammed up

To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat

Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much

Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple phone calls

and wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg

Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off

Ya got to answer his calls for yall to even talk

i aint like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk

Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault

in dis world it's a black law n its a white law

A street nigga dawg we don't die of old age

A street nigga dawg we die 1 or three wayz

We get shot, die in prison , or we die of aids

I kno its already written how imma leave here one day

But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day

Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin niggaz locked up dawg

Its a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here

My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man

Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of niggaz doin tyme

Becuz of some of da mu fuckas out here dawg

N now wen a nigga get locked up man

Yall cant make sure dawg got cantine money

Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man

Yall cant cept dawg fone calls man

Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fuckin anotha nigga man

Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie

If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my nigga

For 2 3 years while u waz out of here dawg

The atleast u can do iz take care of dawg 2 or 3 yrs dawg

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