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Bid Long

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Aye, dawg, this one here for all Motherfuckin? niggas that's locked up, dawg All my niggas who biddin? in prison, my nigga A lot of niggas forgot about you but I ain't forgot about you I got some niggas in prison that ain't comin? home And if they ain't holdin?, put a block on your phone For all the niggas that was runnin? with done left ?em alone Motherfuckers forget ?bout you when you bidin? alone What can a young nigga 19 do with 40 years? Not a motherfuckin? thang but hope fun appears Them crackers givin? niggas more time then they done lived Where I'm from, these crackers hidin? niggas at the crib I asked my homeboy, ?How the fuck do you do 40?? He told me, ?You just do it, you don't think about it? Them crackers don't sell licks in prison, you gotta think ?bout it Well, like he told me time ain't the thang hurts the most The motherfuckers that forget ?bout you that you thought was close If he had to do it all again he wouldn't even take it to the doe I told he ain't got to tell me ?'cause I already know He thought he had himself some soldiers on the front row Well, like told him you ain't breakin? bread no more And these streets that's all a nigga care for The real niggas in these streets are the all time low And these hoes and homeboys ain't ridin? no more I got some niggas in prison that ain't comin? home And if they ain't holdin?, put a block on your phone For all the niggas that was runnin? with done left ?em alone Motherfuckers forget ?bout you when you bidin? alone I got some niggas in prison that ain't comin? home And if they ain't holdin?, put a block on your phone For all the niggas that was runnin? with done left ?em alone Motherfuckers forget ?bout you when you bidin? alone Nobody care about you when you ain't got shit to give But when you got it they love you when you out of here They was my niggas when they was out and they my niggas now Right now they need me the most so I got to help ?em out I turn my back on them, that mean I'm the p***y nigga then And me bein? flaw is somethin? I don't believe in There's niggas everyday that's gettin? lost in the system The fucked up part about, don't nobody miss ?em? Own brother can't even tell me where the crackers shipped ?em Told me that with a straight face and kept dippin? I'm looking at dawg like man, this p***y nigga trippin? Your own brother you can't tell me where the crackers shipped ?em Love don't love nobody, the street?s fucked up That's why I pray everyday that I don't get jammed up To be honest with you, I'm scared to find out what's what The ones that let you down the ones you loved so much I got some niggas in prison that ain't comin? home And if they ain't holdin?, put a block on your phone For all the niggas that was runnin? with done left ?em alone Motherfuckers forget ?bout you when you bidin? alone I got some niggas in prison that ain't comin? home And if they ain't holdin?, put a block on your phone For all the niggas that was runnin? with done left ?em alone Motherfuckers forget ?bout you when you bidin? alone What happened to niggas acceptin? a couple phone calls? And what happened to niggas sendin? flicks to their dawg? Your dawg down bad right now, gon? break ?em off You got to answer his calls for why?all to even talk And like you can call him shit when you wanna talk Some niggas doin? time right now that ain't their fault In this world it?s a black law and it?s a white law A street nigga dawg, we don't die of old age A street nigga dawg, we die one or three ways We get shot, die in prison or we die of age I know it?s already written how I?ma leave you one day But all the niggas locked up, I pray for you every day I got some niggas in prison that ain't comin? home And if they ain't holdin?, put a block on your phone For all the niggas that was runnin? with done left ?em alone Motherfuckers forget ?bout you when you bidin? alone I got some niggas in prison that ain't comin? home And if they ain't holdin?, put a block on your phone For all the niggas that was runnin? with done left ?em alone Motherfuckers forget ?bout you when you bidin? alone Aye, dawg, it?s a lot of good motherfuckin? niggas locked up, dawg It?s a lot of niggas that's locked up that when they was out of here My nigga, they took care of a lot of you motherfuckers, man Made sure a lot of why?all was good, dawg, it?s a lot of niggas doin? time Because of some of the motherfuckers out here, dawg And now when a nigga get locked up, man Why?all can't make sure dawg got canteen money Why?all can't make sure why?all send dawg flicks, man why?all can't kept dawg phone calls, man You put a block on the phone ?'cause your fuckin? another nigga, man Dawg, keep it real with yourself, homie If dawg looked out for you and took care of you, my nigga For two, three years while you was out of here, dawg The least you can do is take care of dawg two or three years, dawg --- Bid Long - Plies

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ALGERNOD WASHINGTON

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March 1, 2005

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