Bid Long

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Bid Long

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Duration: 4:05

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[Intro] Ay, dog This one here for all my motherfucking niggas that's locked up, dog All my niggas who bidding in prison, my nigga A lot of niggas forgot about you, but I ain't forgot about you [Chorus] I got some niggas in prison that ain't coming home And they main hoe done put a block on the phone And all the niggas they was running with done left him 'lone Motherfuckers forget about you when your bid long [Verse 1] What can a young nigga at 19 do with 40 years? Not a motherfucking thing but hope for an appeal Them crackers giving niggas more time then they done lived And where I'm from, these crackers hiding niggas at the crib I asked my homeboy, "How in the fuck you do 40?" He told me, 'You just do it, you don't think about it' Them crackers don't sell liqour in prison, you gotta think bout it But like he told me, time ain't the thing that hurt 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 da door I told him, he ain't got to tell me 'cause I already know He thought he had himself some soldiers on the front row But like I told him, dog, you ain't breaking bread no more In these streets, dog, that's all a bitch care for The real niggas in these streets are at an all time low And these hoes and homeboys ain't riding no moe [Chorus] I got some niggas in prison that ain't coming home And they main hoe done put a block on the phone And all the niggas they was running with done left him 'lone Motherfuckers forget about you when your bid long [Chorus] I got some niggas in prison that ain't coming home And they main hoe done put a block on the phone And all the niggas they was running with done left him 'lone Motherfuckers forget about you when your bid long [Verse 2] Nobody care about you when you ain't got shit to give But when you got it, they love you while you're 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 pussy nigga, then And me being flaw is something that I don't believe in There's niggas everyday that's getting lost in the system The fucked up part about it: don't nobody miss them My own brother can't even tell me where the crackers shipped him Told me that with a straight face and kept dipping I'm looking at dog, like, man this pussy nigga tripping Your own brother, you can't tell me where the crackers shipped him? Love don't love nobody, the streets fucked up That's why I pray every day 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 are the ones you loved so much [Chorus] I got some niggas in prison that ain't coming home And they main hoe done put a block on the phone And all the niggas they was running with done left him 'lone Motherfuckers forget about you when your bid long [Chorus] I got some niggas in prison that ain't coming home And they main hoe done put a block on the phone And all the niggas they was running with done left him 'lone Motherfuckers forget about you when your bid long [Verse 3] What happened to niggas accepting a couple of phone calls? And what happened to niggas sending flicks to they dog? Your dog down bad right now, go on and break them off You got to answer his calls for y'all to even talk It ain't like you can call him, shit, when you wanna talk Some niggas doing time right now, that ain't they fault In this world, it's a black law and it's a white law A street nigga, dog, we don't die of old age A street nigga, dog, we die one or three ways We get shot, die in prison, or we die of AIDS I know it's already written, how I'ma leave here one day But all the niggas locked up, I pray for you every day [Chorus] I got some niggas in prison that ain't coming home And they main hoe done put a block on the phone And all the niggas they was running with done left him 'lone Motherfuckers forget about you when your bid long [Chorus] I got some niggas in prison that ain't coming home And they main hoe done put a block on the phone And all the niggas they was running with done left him 'lone Motherfuckers forget about you when your bid long [Outro] Ay, dog It's a lot of good motherfucking niggas locked up, dog 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 y'all was good, dog It's a lot of niggas doing time Because of some of the motherfuckers out here, dog And now, when a nigga get locked up, man Y'all can't make sure dog got cantine money? Y'all can't make sure y'all send dog flicks, man? Y'all can't accept dog's phone calls, man? You put a block on the phone 'cause you fucking anotha nigga, man? Dog, keep it real with yourself, homie If dog looked out for you and took care of you, my nigga For 2, 3 years while you was out of here, dog The least you can do is take care of dog for 2 or 3 years, dog

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