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Plies - Bid Long Lyrics

Plies Bid Long lyrics is the 16th song on the album "The Real Testament" by Plies. The "Bid Long" lyrics by Plies are displayed below.
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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 aint forgot about you

 

I got some niggas in prison that aint comin home

And they main hoe don 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 Im from these crackers hidin niggas at the crib

 

I asked my homeboy oeHow the fuck do you do 40?

He told me oeYou just do it you dont think about it

Them crackers dont sell licks in prison you gotta think bout it

Well like he told me time aint 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 wouldnt even take it to the doe

I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already know

He thought he had himself some soldiers on the front row

 

Well like told him you aint breakin bread no more

And these streets thats all a bitch care for

The real niggas in these streets are the all time low

And these hoes and homeboys aint ridin no more

 

I got some niggas in prison that aint comin home

And they main hoe don 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 aint comin home

And they main hoe don 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

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Nobody care about you when you aint 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 Im the pussy nigga then

And me bein flaw is somethin I dont believe in

Theres niggas everyday thats gettin lost in the system

The fucked up part about dont nobody miss em?

 

Own brother cant even tell me where the crackers shipped em

Told me that with a straight face and kept dippin

Im looking at dawg like man this pussy nigga trippin

Your own brother you cant tell me where the crackers shipped em

 

Love dont love nobody the streets fucked up

Thats why I pray everyday that I dont get jammed up

To be honest with you Im scared to find out whats what

The ones that let you down the ones you loved so much

 

I got some niggas in prison that aint comin home

And they main hoe don 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 aint comin home

And they main hoe don 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 yall to even talk

 

And like you can call him shit when you wanna talk

Some niggas doin time right now that aint their fault

In this world its a black law and its a white law

A street nigga dawg we dont 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 its already written how Ima leave you one day

But all the niggas locked up I pray for you every day

 

I got some niggas in prison that aint comin home

And they main hoe don 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 aint comin home

And they main hoe don 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 its a lot of good motherfuckin niggas locked up dawg

Its a lot of niggas thats 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 yall was good dawg its a lot of niggas doin time

 

Because of some of the motherfuckers out here dawg

And now when a nigga get locked up man

Yall cant make sure dawg got canteen money

Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man

 

Yall cant kept dawg phone calls man

You put a block on the phone cuz 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

 

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