PLIES lyrics : "Bid Long"
Ay dog dis one here for all mutha $#&@in ^!$$%z dats locked up dog
all my ^!$$%z who biddn in prison my ^!$$% a lot of ^!$$%z
forgot about cha but I aint forgot about cha
[Chorus:]
I got some ^!$$%z in prison dat aint comin home
and dey main hoe done put a block on da phone
an all da ^!$$%z dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone
mutha $#&@as foget bout cha when ya bidin Long
[Verse 1:]
What can a young ^!$$% 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a muh'$#&@in thang but hope for an appeal
Dem crackas givin ^!$$%z mo time den dey done lived
Where im from deez crackas hidin ^!$$%z at da crib
I asked my homeboy how da $#&@ do you do 40
He told me you just do it u dont think about it
Dem crackas dont sell liq in prison u gotta think bout it
but like he told me time aint tha thang hurts tha most
The mu $#&@as dat forget bout cha that u thought was close
If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe
I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already know
He thought he had hiself some soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dawg dats all a (*##$ care 4
Da real ^!$$%z n deez streets are at an all time low
And deez hoes and homeboys aint ridin no moe
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Nobody care about cha when u aint got %#@! to give
But when ya got it they love ya while ya out of here
They waz my ^!$$%z when they waz out n they my ^!$$%z 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 #~!!@ ^!$$% den
and me bein flaw is somthing I dont believe in
there's ^!$$%z everyday dats gettin lost n da system
Tha $#&@ed 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 #~!!@ ^!$$% trippin
Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em
*Love* dont love nobody da streetz $#&@ed up
Dats why I pray everyday dat I don't get jammed up
To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat
Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much
[Chorus x2]
Wat happin to ^!$$%z acceptin a couple phone calls
and wat happin to ^!$$%z sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer his calls for yall to even talk
i aint like yo can call him %#@!t wen ya wanna talk
Som ^!$$%z doin time right now dat aint dey fault
in dis world it's a black law n its a white law
A street ^!$$% dawg we don't die of old age
A street ^!$$% 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 ^!$$%z locked up I pray 4 ya every day
[Chorus x2]
Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu $#&@in ^!$$%z locked up dawg
Its a lot of ^!$$%z dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here
My ^!$$% dey took care of a lot of u mu $#&@as man
Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of ^!$$%z doin tyme
Becuz of some of da mu $#&@as out here dawg
N now wen a ^!$$% 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 fone calls man
Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya $#&@in anotha ^!$$% man
Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie
If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my ^!$$%
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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