Luyện nghe bài hát Closin Down Shop

Say Magic bro nigga
We gotta go ahead and that
Little quarter we got on Broad
Fuck them watchin' us, bro
We lay low nigga, fuck

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

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

It's twelve in the noon, I'm just wakin' up a flight
Hicks been at my door all goddamn night
And my hoe she busted talkin' about she of that
Deep and down her 'bout how much paper we be stackin'
'Cause they run from that smack and that I got raw
ya be a dog, this delay might bust your heart
And the niggas that I get it from supplies the
They got niggas with it but they bags be shitty
'Cause they to put too much cut on the dope
To make a little ends but the only person is they friends

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitches tryin' to the wrong niggas, now tell the truth
You ain't hear we came in nigga, react nigga
Watch for me you don't see me last, keep talkin' trash
I'm gonna be the one the mask, blastin' at your pussy ass
What? Boy, you my click, you stupid bitch
I'm to jump off in your shit
I rumble in the jungle with the fiercist alive
Climb the mountain with the highest peaks it high

Spoon the biggest ocean with the pocket fish
If I ever hear you speak these filthy again
I told you mutherfuckers I was
(What?)
I roll with tight mutherfuckers, stop
(Laugh, gun cock)
Don't move a fuckin' muscle got no for no wrestlin'
Got no time for no
Shut it