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skibs – claustrophobia كلمات اغاني

[intro: j rock chop squad]
you are now listening to hong kong’s finest (huh?)
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine—
bricks, n_gga
skibs
[?] east meets west (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus: j rock chop squad]
two b_tches in a two_door, n_gga, we claustrophobic (oooh)
smokin’ on those swisha from cali, it got me chokin’ (oooh)
we kickin’ these do_or_die, them b_tches ain’t over (knock knock)
gotta know how to play your cards, n_gga, you foldin’ (wow)
[?] young homie with a tommy gun, boy, i’m the joker (rraow, rraow)
fell asleep, brother, act right, your b_tch all on my scr_t_m (yeeeah)
know we got poles, know we got poles and we gon’ tote ’em (yahhh)
can’t go to jail ’cause the cells make me claustrophobic (claustrophobic)

[verse 2: j rock chop squad]
can’t go to jail, mass cells makе me claustrophobic (they do)
three_time fеlon, baking soda still whippin’ [?] (will)
all_white chinchilla, [?] the time, n_gga, [?] holdin’ (i am)
trick on her b_tch ‘fore you trick on your n_ggas, i swear that you bogus (p_ssy)
xan and the molly got me foldin’, n_gga, i think i’m chris [?] (huhhh)
me and johnny and twinkes flyin’ like angels (skrt, skrt, skrt)
got your b_tch goin’ in her room [?], touch on her ankles (lil’ b_tch)
give her the d_ck from the back
smack her, give her a spanking (huhhh)
couple thousand on my neck, boy
look at my charm, it be sw_ngin’ (sw_ngin’)
claustrophobic in the coupe, all you think when drankin’ (huhhh)
swag [?], know that they beef with my glacier (rozy)
[?] on me, think you’re sweet, n_gga, leave your ass stankin’ (yeah yeah)
[chorus: j rock chop squad]
two b_tches in a two_door, n_gga, we claustrophobic (oooh)
smokin’ on those swisha from cali, it got me chokin’ (it do_ooo)
we kickin’ these do_or_die, them b_tches ain’t over (knock knock)
gotta know how to play your cards, n_gga, you foldin’ (wow)
[?] young homie with a tommy gun, boy, i’m the joker (rraow, rraow)
fell asleep, brother, act right, your b_tch all on my scr_t_m (yeeeah)
know we got poles, know we got poles and we gon’ tote ’em (yahhh)
can’t go to jail ’cause the cells make me claustrophobic (claustrophobic)

[interlude: skibs]
young don

[verse 2: skibs & j rock chop squad]
hong kong to new york, on cathay sippin’ champagne
i am one don that they can’t tame
they took shots but they can’t aim
got pink hair? your camp strange
never been there? you ain’t flew with me
never met a white boy bleed blue as me
and your queen just threw up the two to me, uh
surgery in two weeks, still can’t keep me off the leash
i’m either in your boo or i be in the booth
and i cannot f_ck with no leech (shhhh)
all my sh_t about to snowball
you can’t put your sh_t out, you got no b_lls
we all gentlemen, no scum, man
chi_raq is welcome in new york forever (yeahhh)
[chorus: j rock chop squad]
two b_tches in a two_door, n_gga, we claustrophobic (oooh)
smokin’ on those swisha from cali, it got me chokin’ (it do_ooo)
we kickin’ these do_or_die, them b_tches ain’t over (knock knock)
gotta know how to play your cards, n_gga, you foldin’ (wow)
[?] young homie with a tommy gun, boy, i’m the joker (rraow, rraow)
fell asleep, brother, act right, your b_tch all on my scr_t_m (yeeeah)
know we got poles, know we got poles and we gon’ tote ’em (yahhh)
can’t go to jail ’cause the cells make me claustrophobic (claustrophobic)

[instrumental outro]

- skibs

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