Luyện nghe bài hát Closin Down Shop

Say Slim bro nigga
We gotta go ahead and that
quarter shop we got on Broad
Fuck them niggas us, bro
We gotta lay low nigga,

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

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

They got twenty bags they got ten
But now you going, let boy move 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 might kick it in my spot
But I got my got 'cause I ain't about doin' no more time
You got on them bullet vests I got on mines
be flyin', flyin'

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

I'm closin' down shop 'cause my gettin' too big
I got these 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 baby mommas, four kids, three mack
Three cars, thirteen boo boo's

I'm just a superstar on parole
Convicted felon for 187's and 211's
A young nigga down to do
First and fifteenth checks fix blowin' up my
pages 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' shop so clientel stops
at my door, fuck no
I don't no more delays not bein' sold
it's too hot plus I'm on parole

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

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

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