Luyện nghe bài hát Closin Down Shop

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

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

I'm closin' down shop so clientel
at my door, fuck no
I don't have no more not bein' sold
'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 all goddamn night
And my hoe she busted talkin' about she of that
Deep and down tell her 'bout how paper we be stackin'
'Cause they run from that and that shit I got raw
Don't ya be a dog, this delay might bust heart
And the that I get it from supplies the city
They got other niggas with it but bags be shitty
'Cause tryin' to put too much cut on the dope
To make a ends but the only person scorin' is they friends

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

I'm closin' down so clientel 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 closin' shop 'cause my clientels gettin' too big
I got these laws on my balls and they my shit
Dope knockin' at my door, they got my spot too hot
suckas runnin' on my colors on my quarter shop
Two mommas, four kids, three mack elevens
Three cars, thirteen boo boo's

I'm just a ghetto on parole
Convicted felon known for and 211's
A young down to do whatever
First and fifteenth fix blowin' up my beeper
BooKoo pages new credit, my is cut up and ready
I'm on top never drop, keys that rock
But I gotta close 'cause my spots too hot

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

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

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

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