(echoes) Ay peedo, in peace pimp 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! This is nigga shit right now Im connecting the dots, Gettin new kinda money you this?? Shit is happening out 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, niggas wanna shoot me, say im sorry apologizin, sayin daddy wadnt But i aint trippin, no ey what dey hittin look ya in ya eyes, say its when ya really know that Ima act a fool with tha i with the choppa (what) crazy white boys go to with tha choppa 75 years, Max B, my patna i hope the judge die, niggas rape his momma Im in the airport that tha line coo, Listenin to these crackers talkin swine flu (Chorus) Marys Me, I think she knows me name (knows my name) am i callin you? or do you feel my (feel my pain) thats why we our life away (hey!) smoke our away! thats why we our life away (hey!), smoke our away! and why we smoke our life 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, kids three bedrooms, but is how it is coat hanga antennas on the bottom, fridgerator gotcha on the coke bottle (yeah) so who da fuck im posed to the gettin money, other ones just follow keesha hit tha club cuz her crew amped, but she broke, so she gotta go and sell her food her lil sista the babysitter, she got a lil nigga make a baby wit her dont nobody know where at (yeah) daddy left last year (what) and never comin the youngest one his son and he it all, hold on yall, one day we gon ball (uhh) (chorus) Yea you know cuz they, they be wantin ta why the we, you know, smoke this mothafuckin weed nigga we got problems here nigga, this the ghetto, dont know about the mothafuckin streets, then dont talk about the streets nigga cuz we out gettin it how we live nigga, yeah! me nigga dont me, understand me nigga Yeah! Scarface Big Homie?! Oh Yeah, Big shit goin down Hey! This we gon do niggas We just gon up, we gon smoke one for the locked up we gon smoke one for the niggas and gone we gon keep on gettin money buck, cashville records, the outlawz nigga they aint went nowhere (chorus)