(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 real nigga right now Im connecting the dots, Gettin new kinda money you understand 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 wanna shoot me, say im apologizin, daddy wadnt fatherin But i even trippin, no ey what dey foe? look ya in ya eyes, say its when ya really know that Ima act a with tha choppa i move with the (what) crazy white boys go to school tha choppa 75 years, Max B, rest my i hope the judge die, niggas gang rape his Im in the hopin that tha line coo, Listenin to these crackers talkin bout flu (Chorus) Marys Callin Me, I she knows me name (knows my name) am i callin you? or do you my pain? (feel my pain) thats why we smoke our away (hey!) smoke our away! why we smoke our life away (hey!), smoke our away! and why we smoke our away? smoke our away! (ayy) why we smoke our life away (hey), smoke our away! 2 Lil chris out the fed, say he ta do his best, he had a job they did a check, and his heart ten in the house, eight kids three bedrooms, but is how it is coat hanga on the floor bottom, gotcha name on the coke bottle (yeah) so who da im posed to follow? the nigga money, other ones just follow keesha wanna hit tha club cuz her amped, but she broke, so she gotta go and 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 year (what) and never comin the youngest one his son and he it all, sayin on yall, one day we gon ball (uhh) (chorus) Yea you know cuz they, they be ta know why the fuck we, you know, this mothafuckin weed nigga we got problems around nigga, this the ghetto, mothafuckas dont about the mothafuckin streets, then dont talk about the mothafuckin nigga cuz we out here it how we live nigga, yeah! me nigga dont underestimate me, 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 dead and gone we gon keep on money nigga buck, cashville records, the outlawz nigga they aint went nowhere (chorus)