מילים לשיר Bid Long – Plies

(Plies talking:) Ay dog dis one here for all mutha fu**in ni**az dats locked up dog all my ni**az who biddn in prison my nigga a lot of niggaz fogot about cha but I aint fogot about cha (Chorus:) 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 (Verse 1:) Wat can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs Not a mutha 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 licks in prison u gotta think bout it Well like he told me tyme 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 kno He thought he had hiself som 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 r *at an all* tyme low And deez hoes n homeboys aint ridin no moe (Chorus x2) (Verse 2:) 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 dem dat mean im da pussy nigga den N me bein flaw iz somthin I dont believe n Der niggaz everyday thats 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* n kept dippin Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em *Law* 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 (Chorus x2) Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple fone calls N wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off Ya got to answer hiz calls for yall to even talk N like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault N 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 n prison , or we die of *aids* I kno its already written how imma leave ya one day But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day (Chorus x2) Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin ni**az locked up dawg Its a lot of ni**az dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here My ni**a dey took care of a lot of u mu fu**as man Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of ni**az doin time Because of some of da mu fu**as out here dawg N now when a ni**a 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 phone calls man Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fu**in anotha ni**a man Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie If dawg looked out for ya n took care of u my ni**a 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.