Luyện nghe bài hát Closin Down Shop

Say Slim bro nigga
We gotta go ahead and that
Little shop 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 don't have no delays not bein' sold
'Cause it's too hot I'm on parole

I'm closin' down so clientel stops
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 just wakin' up a flight
Hicks been knockin' at my all goddamn night
And my hoe she talkin' about she tired of that
Deep and down tell her how much 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 niggas I get it from supplies the city
They got niggas with it but they bags be shitty
'Cause they tryin' to put too cut on the dope
To a little ends but the only person scorin' is they friends

got twenty dollar bags they got ten
But now you going, let boy move all the ends
Now see my clients, they know what the fuck be buyin'
They be comin', be closed and they still be runnin'
Makin' my shop high and might come kick it in my spot
But I got my shit got 'cause I about doin' no more time
You got on them bullet proof I got on mines
be flyin', flyin'

I'm down shop so clientel stops
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 shop 'cause my gettin' too big
I got these laws on my and they sweatin' my shit
Dope fiends knockin' at my door, they got my too hot
These runnin' on my colors on my quarter shop
Two baby mommas, kids, three mack elevens
Three cars, thirteen boo boo's

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

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

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

Spoon the ocean with the biggets pocket fish
If I ever hear you these filthy words again
I told you I was comin'
(What?)
I roll with tight mutherfuckers, runnin'
(Laugh, gun cock)
move a fuckin' muscle got no time for no wrestlin'
Got no for no tustlin
Shut it