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Refrão: 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 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 Refrão (2x) 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 Refrão (2x) 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 Refrão (2x) 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 is take care of dawg, 2 or 3 years dawg.  by Romero