[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