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Young Buck - Smoke Our Life Away lyrics
Yeah (echoes)
 Ay wuddup peedo,
 rest in peace pimp c,
 texas what it do?!
 Ay (echoes)
 Haha
 It's Young Buck
 Yeah (echoes)
 Tennessee to Texas, you know we been doin this shit out here
 Bun B I see ya Big Homie!
 This is real nigga shit right now
 I'm just connecting the dots,
 Gettin new kinda money you understand this??
 Haha
 Shit is happening out here
 Yeauh!
 Ay what it do, nigga 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,
 bitch niggas 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 it's 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, niggas gang rape his momma
 I'm in the airport hopin that tha line coo,
 Listenin to these crackers talkin bout swine flu
 (Chorus) Mary's Callin Me, I think she knows me name (knows my name)
 am i callin you? or do you feel my pain? (feel my pain)
 that's why we smoke our life away (hey!)
 smoke our life away!
 that's why we smoke our life away (hey!),
 smoke our life away!
 and why we smoke our life away?
 smoke our life away! (ayy)
 that's why we smoke our life away (hey),
 Young Buck - Smoke Our Life Away - http://motolyrics.com/young-buck/smoke-our-life-away-lyrics.html
 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 fuck i'm posed to follow?
 the nigga 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 nigga 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 fuck we, you know, smoke this mothafuckin weed
 nigga we got problems around here nigga,
 this the ghetto, nigga
 mothafuckas dont know about the mothafuckin streets,
 then dont talk about the mothafuckin streets nigga
 cuz we out here gettin it how we live nigga, yeah!
 understand me nigga
 dont underestimate me, understand me nigga
 Yeah!
 Scarface wuddup Big Homie?!
 Oh Yeah, Big shit goin down nigga
 Hey!
 This what we gon' do niggas
 We just gon' roll up,
 we gon smoke one for the niggas locked up
 we gon smoke one for the niggas dead and gone
 we gon keep on gettin money nigga
 young buck, cashville records,
 the outlawz nigga they aint went nowhere nigga
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