Chuuwee - What's the Word lyrics

Uh, uh, so what’s the word?
Put your brains on the curb
When the not a nigga said a word
Cut up in the city when
You’re living in the burbs
Damn, so what’s the word?
Put your brains on the curb
When the not a nigga said a word
Cut up in the city when
You’re living in the burbs

The scenario is urban
Fifteen nigga popping out this urban
Mustangs dry pants looking like waiters
The service of a nigga run
Me and my pistol hanging out on purpose
Any beef was cool, these niggers bigger was
Child coming of the project
You get at all ladies screaming please
Don’t hurt him!
At least all people outside they all
I deserve it, but still ain’t
Nobody say a word, shit!
Blind legal on a curb… mom was upstairs
She was peeping through the curtains
What it had …with the kid nobody is certain
Rumors say he was in the uptown flirting
With my boss wife and shit
On this man’s shirt

Damn, so what’s the word?
Put your brains on the curb
When the not a nigga said a word
Cut up in the city when
You’re living in the burbs

She can’t be life
She said she gotta move out fast
Her man’s locked down
She’s just selling the her ass
On a hustle come out fast
…how long would they last?
Another week and she and needed the cash
Got pimp make her walk long miles, even
Be in the trash, remind her of
High place for the and the needles
Half dead but they still want
A piece of that ass even a church
‘Till her body start changing
Still baby, keeping a rash
In the dope house… fell sleep in the back
… found a baby girl in the trash

Damn, so what’s the word?
Put your brains on the curb
When the not a nigga said a word
Cut up in the city when
You’re living in the burbs