Plies Bid Long lyrics

Bid Long by Plies

Bid Long lyrics

[Plies talking:] 
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 

[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:] 
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 

[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 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 

[Chorus x2] 

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 

[Chorus x2] 

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