Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke Our Life Away

(echoes)
Ay peedo,
rest in peace c,
texas it do?!
Ay (echoes)

Its Buck
(echoes)
Tennessee to Texas, you know we been this shit out here
Bun B I see ya Big Homie!
is real nigga shit right now
Im connecting the dots,
new kinda money you understand this??

Shit is out here
Yeauh!
Ay what it do, young buck!
1
couldnt em in the streets, but we got em in the pen,
tha homies put the in the skin, the night came in,
bitch niggas shoot me, say im sorry
apologizin, daddy wadnt fatherin
But i even trippin, no
ey dey hittin foe?
look ya in ya eyes, say its cool when ya really
Ima act a fool with tha choppa
i move with the (what)
crazy white boys go to school with tha
75 years, Max B, my patna
i the judge die, niggas gang rape his momma
Im in the airport hopin that tha coo,
to these crackers talkin bout swine flu
(Chorus) Marys Callin Me, I she knows me name (knows my name)
am i you? or do you feel my pain? (feel my pain)
thats why we smoke our away (hey!)
our life away!
thats why we our life away (hey!),
smoke our away!
and why we smoke our away?
our life away! (ayy)
thats why we our life away (hey),
smoke our away!
2
Lil out the fed, say he bout ta do his best,
he had a job
they did a check,
and broke his
ten people in the house, eight
bedrooms, but this is how it is
coat hanga on the floor bottom,
fridgerator gotcha name on the coke (yeah)
so who da im posed to follow?
the nigga gettin money, other just follow
keesha wanna hit tha cuz her crew amped,
but she broke, so she go and sell her food stamps
her lil sista the babysitter, she got a lil tryna make a baby wit her
dont nobody know where at (yeah)
daddy left last (what) and never comin back
the one his son and he watchin it all,
hold on yall, one day we gon ball (uhh)
(chorus)
Yea you know cuz they, be wantin ta know
why the fuck we, you know, smoke mothafuckin weed
we got problems around here nigga,
this the ghetto,
dont know about the mothafuckin streets,
then dont talk about the mothafuckin nigga
cuz we out gettin it how we live nigga, yeah!
understand me
dont me, understand me nigga
Yeah!
wuddup Big Homie?!
Oh Yeah, Big shit goin nigga
Hey!
This what we gon do
We gon roll up,
we gon one for the niggas locked up
we gon smoke one for the niggas dead and
we gon keep on gettin money
young buck, records,
the nigga they aint went nowhere nigga
(chorus)