Young Buck - Smoke Our Life Away lyrics

Yeah (echoes) Ay wuddup peedo, rest in peace pimp c, texas what it do?! Ay (echoes) Haha Its Young Buck Yeah (echoes) Tennessee to Texas, you know we been doin this sh** out here Bun B I see ya Big Homie! This is real n***a sh** right now Im just connecting the dots, Gettin new kinda money you understand this?? Haha sh** is happening out here Yeauh! Ay what it do, n***a young buck! Verse 1 couldnt catch em in the streets, but we got em in the pen, tha homies put the knife in the skin, the night came in, b**h n***as wanna shoot me, say im sorry apologizin, sayin daddy wadnt fatherin But i aint even trippin, no ey what dey hittin foe? look ya in ya eyes, say its cool when ya really know that Ima act a fool with tha choppa i move with the choppa (what) crazy white boys go to school with tha choppa 75 years, Max B, rest my patna i hope the judge die, n***as gang rape his momma Im in the airport hopin that tha line coo, Listenin to these crackers talkin bout swine flu (Chorus) Marys Callin Me, I think she knows me name (knows my name) am i callin you? or do you feel my pain? (feel my pain) thats why we smoke our life away (hey!) smoke our life away! thats why we smoke our life away (hey!), smoke our life away! and why we smoke our life away? smoke our life away! (ayy) thats why we smoke our life away (hey), smoke our life away! Verse 2 Lil chris out the fed, say he bout ta do his best, he had a job they did a background check, and broke his heart ten people in the house, eight kids three bedrooms, but this is how it is coat hanga antennas on the floor bottom, fridgerator gotcha name on the coke bottle (yeah) so who da f** im posed to follow? the n***a gettin money, other ones just follow keesha wanna hit tha club cuz her crew amped, but she broke, so she gotta go and sell her food stamps her lil sista the babysitter, she got a lil n***a tryna make a baby wit her dont nobody know where momma at (yeah) daddy left last year (what) and never comin back the youngest one his son and he watchin it all, sayin hold on yall, one day we gon ball (uhh) (chorus) Yea you know cuz they, they be wantin ta know why the f** we, you know, smoke this mothaf**in weed n***a we got problems around here n***a, this the ghetto, n***a mothaf**as dont know about the mothaf**in streets, then dont talk about the mothaf**in streets n***a cuz we out here gettin it how we live n***a, yeah! understand me n***a dont underestimate me, understand me n***a Yeah! Scarface wuddup Big Homie?! Oh Yeah, Big sh** goin down n***a Hey! This what we gon do n***as We just gon roll up, we gon smoke one for the n***as locked up we gon smoke one for the n***as dead and gone we gon keep on gettin money n***a young buck, cashville records, the outlawz n***a they aint went nowhere n***a (chorus)