(echoes) Ay peedo, in peace pimp c, texas it do?! Ay (echoes) Its Young (echoes) Tennessee to Texas, you know we been doin shit out here Bun B I see ya Big Homie! is real nigga shit right now Im just the dots, Gettin new kinda you understand this?? Shit is happening out Yeauh! Ay it do, nigga 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, sayin wadnt fatherin But i aint trippin, no ey dey hittin foe? look ya in ya eyes, say its cool 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, gang rape his momma Im in the hopin that tha line coo, Listenin to these crackers talkin bout flu (Chorus) Callin Me, I think 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? our life away! (ayy) thats why we smoke our 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 broke his ten in the house, eight kids bedrooms, but this is how it is coat antennas on the floor bottom, fridgerator gotcha name on the bottle (yeah) so who da fuck im to follow? the nigga gettin money, other ones 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 nobody know where momma at (yeah) daddy left last year (what) and never comin the one his son and he watchin 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, smoke this weed nigga we got around here nigga, this the ghetto, mothafuckas know about the mothafuckin streets, then dont talk about the streets nigga cuz we out gettin it how we live nigga, yeah! understand me dont underestimate me, understand me Yeah! Scarface Big Homie?! Oh Yeah, Big shit goin nigga Hey! what we gon do niggas We just gon up, we gon one for the niggas locked up we gon smoke one for the dead and gone we gon keep on gettin money young buck, records, the outlawz nigga they aint went nigga (chorus)