[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 Fogot about cha but I ain't fogot about cha
[Chorus:] I got some niggaz in prison dat ain't comin home and they main bitch Put a block on da phone for all da niggaz dey was runnin With done left em lone mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bid long
[Verse 1:] Wat can a young nigga 19 do with 40 yrs Not a mutha fuckin thang but hope fun appears Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived Where I'm 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 don't think about it Dem crackas don't sell licks in prison u gotta think bout it Well like he told me tyme ain't 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 ain't got to tell me cause I already kno He thought he had hiself som soldiers on da front row Well like told him you ain't breakin bread no mo N deez streets dats all a nigga care 4 Da real niggaz n deez streets r tha all tyme low And deez hoes n homeboys ain't ridin no moe
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:] Nobody care about cha when u ain't got shit to give But when ya got it they love ya wen 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 I'm da pussy nigga den N me bein flaw is somthin I don't believe n Der niggaz everyday that's gettin lost n da system Tha fucked up part about don't nobody miss em Own brother can't even tell me where the crackas shipped em Told me that with a straight faze n kept dippin I'm looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin Ya own brotha ya can't tell me where tha crackas shipped em Love don't love nobody da streetz fucked up Dats why I pray everyday dat I don't get jammed up To b honest witcha I'm 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 ya'll to even talk N like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk Som niggaz doin time right now dat ain't dey fault N dis world it's a black law n it's 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 age I kno it's already written how I'm a 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 niggaz locked up dawg It's a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey was out of here My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man Made sure a lot of ya'll waz good dawg it's 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 Ya'll can't make sure dawg got cantine money Ya'll can't make sure ya'll send dawg flicks man Ya'll can't cept dawg fone calls man Ya put a block on da phone cause ya fuckin anotha nigga man Dawg keep it real with 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 is take care of dawg 2 or 3 yrs dawgTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
