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We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot) Where was you when I ain’t have a pot to piss in Where was you when my homie came up missing Where was you when I was out here on the clock I can tell you this you waddn’t on the block But its alright I hustle all night You be smoking shit you be all hype Mane that shit was vicious how can I forget it Pushing all these chickens tryna get a ticket I might leave a trail cause my swag drippin’ All this shit you talking bout you know I live it I’m LeBron with the vision you a witness This Jordan on my chain bigger than a midget We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot) Where the fuck was you nigga, when I was a young nigga I done held guns for niggas, that was fun for my niggas Smoking weed in the trap living comfortable nigga Letras de cancionesIf the police came then we run from them niggas Couple niggas start snitching, we ain't fuck with them niggas Gotta problem we pull up with a truck full niggas I’m a boss I ain’t nothing like these other lil niggas Got no trust for these niggas, no love for these niggas If this was back in the day we’d bust on the niggas I ’ont argue in the street I don’t fucks with no nigga We find out where we could meet then we jump on a nigga And they do that shit for cheap, so its nothing lil nigga We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang) Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (where was you) In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot) I might have a actress laying on my mattress I ain’t with that talking bitch I’m bout that action Call me uncle sam cause you know I’m taxing’ Yo bitch swallow my seed but you ain’t in my bracket Please don’t get me twisting just because I’m rapping I can send a head out on you like a tackle I could show you how to cook ‘em up and wrap ‘em I could tell you bout that Mac and I ain’t talking Apple Cause I can get you knocked off for no charge nigga You gone take it in the chest like a charge nigga I swear that street shit get my dawgs charged nigga You say you can get me right but what you charge nigga We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang) Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna’ get it where was you (where was you) In the concrete jungle where they ain’t afraid to hustle and they ain’t scared to shoot (shoot) Lemme chirp these fools I can barely hear you, no wonder I can’t see you I landed the jet and went and bought a bald eagle I’m on tour with niggas from my hood thats my people And they used to push the rock like Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel I ain’t see you when I ain’t have a whip to get around You wan’t with me at the bottom, I’m not fuckin' with you now Ran into a young nigga say he look up to me Juicy drop that new shit you gon' fuck up the streets Bought to fuck up a check, and then I’m off for a week Met a bitch at the Versace store and fucked her to sleep When I’m finished with her I’mma drop her off where I found her And I wake up every morning to the sound of money counters From Letras Mania