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(420T) I really don't know, if it's the enemy or a homie When I see them, don't know to be happy or nervous Should I serve them, I ain't no sucka Niggas know I got my name from shooting mothafuckas I really don't know, if it's the enemy or a homie When I see them, don't know to be happy or nervous Should I get it, shit tricky Can't sit around in LA, no nigga get me They greet me with a smile and I start drinking And when I hit the weed I start thinking [?] that he said about me, niggas hate me when I'm gone But love when they around me Should I ask them? He gon' dеny it "G, you my nigga, them motherfuckers lying!" [?] Might bе on my mind, should I might be trippin' [?] I don't even give a fuck Me and tommo don't live it up But I keep thinking 'bout it I'm a thinker [?] battleship Can't let you niggas sink it I really don't know, if it's the enemy or a homie Letras de cancionesWhen I see them, don't know to be happy or nervous Should I serve them, I ain't no sucka Niggas know I got my name from shooting mothafuckas I really don't know, if it's the enemy or a homie When I see them, don't know to be happy or nervous Should I get it, shit tricky Can't sit around in LA, no nigga get me Back against the wall, don't lash out Niggas are like, "G, why you space out?" I don't know, but niggas lookin' at me funny I got some deep problems Now I don't really know who love me What would you do? [?] got proof Filling' it in, fillin' it out It ain't mutual I've been feelin' dangerous [?] stress from this banger shit Nigga, where you from? Broadway gangster crib Who can I trust If I set it up beeline My granny always said I got the devil on my mind [?] talkin' Shit, you gotta deal with When you're out here poppin' I really don't know, if it's the enemy or a homie When I see them, don't know to be happy or nervous Should I serve them, I ain't no sucka Niggas know I got my name from shooting mothafuckas I really don't know, if it's the enemy or a homie When I see them, don't know to be happy or nervous Should I get it, shit tricky Can't sit around in LA, no nigga get me I really don't know, if it's the enemy or a homie When I see them, don't know to be happy or nervous Should I get it, shit tricky Can't sit around in LA, no nigga get me From Letras Mania