Luyện nghe bài hát Closin Down Shop

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

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

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

It's in the noon, I'm just wakin' up from a flight
Hicks been knockin' at my door all goddamn
And my hoe she busted talkin' she tired of that
Deep and tell her 'bout how much paper we be stackin'
'Cause run from that smack and that shit I got raw
Don't ya be a dog, this delay bust your heart
And the niggas that I get it 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 ends but the person scorin' is they friends

They got twenty dollar bags 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', shop be closed and they be runnin'
Makin' my shop high and they might come kick it in my
But I got my shit got 'cause I ain't about doin' no more
You got on them bullet proof I got on mines
be flyin', flyin'

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

I'm closin' down shop my clientels gettin' too big
I got these laws on my balls and they sweatin' my
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 elevens
Three cars, about boo boo's

I'm just a superstar on parole
felon known for 187's and 211's
A young nigga to do whatever
and fifteenth checks fix blowin' up my beeper
BooKoo pages new credit, my is cut up and ready
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
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' shop so clientel stops
Knockin' at my door, no
I have no more delays not bein' sold
'Cause too hot plus I'm on parole
I'm down shop

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

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