| I can’t breathe around fake niggas, I hate niggas
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| My niggas whip out hammys and then we break niggas (Smack Smack)
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| I’m up, I been trapping all day with it
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| Nothing personal, busting knocks is straight business
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| Chinese K, Lil Nugen on the A’s fitted
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| See one of them suckas I’mma smack 'em in the face with it (Smack Smack)
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| You wanna cop, but you can’t spend it
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| I’ll drop the price down just to keep you living
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| Just to keep you in it, better pay attention
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| I’m seeing right through you niggas, high definition
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| Drawing down on niggas, bitches think I’m tripping
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| I’m hearing in my head that them niggas wanna stick me
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| Stay armed in case a nigga try to strip me
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| He gon run up I’mma do him like Gucci (Burr)
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| Lil nigga 17, Glock 17
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| Try H I’mma feed a nigga everything
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| I’m clausterphobic, don’t get too close
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| Everywhere I go, I move with the toast
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| I can feel these fake niggas getting close
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| I’m clausterphobic, don’t get too close
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| I’m clausterphobic, don’t get too close
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| Don’t get too close, don’t get too close (before I let that thang go)
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| I’m clausterphobic, don’t get too close
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| Don’t get too close, don’t get too close (I'm finna let that thang go)
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| As a kid I grew up around currency
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| I never called 9−1-1 for emergency
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| Ain’t nary nigga burning me, nary bitch working me
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| I come through, spray-paint your white tee burgandy (Smack)
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| And all my niggas got a murder beef
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| And y’all niggas just sweet like a Georgia Peach
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| Pussy ass nigga get ran off these Oakland streets
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| I done done dirt, niggas probably got a hit on me
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| But I’m cocked and ready, rocking heavy
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| When Lil AJ get out, we mobbing steady
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| Got the Mack and the Doobie, purp got me stupid
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| All headshots, leave a nigga clueless (Smack Smack)
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| Before you start talking foolish, watch where you’re moving
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| Before I get the tool and, leave a confusion
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| You invaded my space, nigga what you doing
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| Real niggas in my circle, no loose ends
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| No thirty but I’m rocking with two tens
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| Cock it back, let it pound when it slide in
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| Feds watch us day and night like the drive-in
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| Come feed you on a late night, like a drive-thru
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| Clutching on my axe every time your car slide through
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| Fuck with Lil H, I’ll show you what the trife do
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| I’ll show you what the trife do… (Pussy)
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| Don’t get too close to an unchained gorilla
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| Propane flipper, sell it to my niggas
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| Long as I can get it, when I see them niggas
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| Gotta keep it on me, in case I see them niggas (Smack Smack)
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| I keep it on me, four pieces the rugers
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| I torture for my racks like my name Lex Luger (Thank you)
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| Intruders, never get through us
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| Never outdo us, like Eazy-E I’m ruthless
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| 23's in his mouth like a toothpick (Smack Smack)
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| I’m in the back getting high when it’s too thick
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| You find yourself by yourself with them loose lips
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| And watch my J’s, I give a fuck about your two-step
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| Thank you…
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| Real shit, HD you know what the fuck this is man. |
| Fake niggas getting close man,
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| I can feel them closing in on me. |
| I don’t know what to do, I don’t know who to
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| trust. |
| I might just whip out, start blinking. |
| You know what the fuck, Bearfaced.
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| Could give a fuck. |
| We rocking, Ice City I got you. |
| You already know,
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| clausterphobic. |
| Fake niggas stay the fuck from around me man, I can’t breathe
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| around you niggas. |
| You know what this shit is man |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clausterphobic, artist - HD. Album song Fresh - The Album, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп