Luyện nghe bài hát Closin Down Shop

Say Slim bro nigga
We gotta go ahead and close
Little shop we got on Broad
Fuck niggas watchin' us, bro
We lay low nigga, fuck

I'm closin' down shop so stops
Knockin' at my door, no
I have no more delays not bein' sold
'Cause too hot plus I'm on parole

I'm closin' shop so clientel stops
at my door, fuck no
I don't no more delays not bein' sold
'Cause too hot plus I'm on parole

It's twelve in the noon, I'm wakin' up from a flight
been knockin' at my door all goddamn night
And my hoe she talkin' about she tired of that
Deep and down tell her 'bout how much we be stackin'
'Cause they run from that and that shit I got raw
Don't ya be a dog, this delay bust your heart
And the that I get it from supplies the city
They got other niggas it but they bags be shitty
'Cause they tryin' to put too much cut on the
To make a little but the only person scorin' is they friends

They got twenty bags they got ten
But now you going, let your boy all the ends
Now see my clients, they know the fuck they be buyin'
They be comin', shop be closed and they be runnin'
Makin' my shop high and they come kick it in my spot
But I got my shit got I ain't about doin' no more time
You got on them bullet proof vests I got on
Bullets be flyin',

I'm down shop so clientel stops
Knockin' at my door, no
I don't have no delays not bein' sold
'Cause it's too hot plus I'm on

I'm down shop 'cause my clientels gettin' too big
I got laws on my balls and they sweatin' my shit
Dope fiends knockin' at my door, got my spot too hot
These suckas on my colors on my quarter shop
Two mommas, four kids, three mack elevens
cars, about thirteen boo boo's

I'm just a ghetto on parole
Convicted known for 187's and 211's
A young nigga to do whatever
First and fifteenth checks fix blowin' up my
BooKoo new credit, my shit is cut up and ready
I'm on top never drop, pushin' that rock
But I gotta close shop my spots too hot

I'm closin' down so clientel stops
at my door, fuck no
I don't have no more delays not sold
'Cause too hot plus I'm on parole

I'm closin' down so clientel stops
at my door, fuck no
I don't have no more delays not sold
it's too hot plus I'm on parole
I'm closin' shop

Bitches tryin' to catch the wrong niggas, now tell the
You hear we came in strapped nigga, react nigga
Watch for me you don't wanna see me last, keep talkin'
I'm gonna be the one behind the mask, blastin' at your ass
What? Boy, you disrespect my click, you bitch
I'm about to jump off in shit
I rumble in the jungle with the peice alive
the biggest mountain with the highest peaks it high

Spoon the biggest ocean with the biggets pocket
If I ever hear you speak filthy words again
I told you I was comin'
(What?)
I with tight mutherfuckers, stop runnin'
(Laugh, gun cock)
Don't move a fuckin' muscle got no time for no
Got no for no tustlin
it down