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Intro (Talking)
C-Murder:
Say Magic, Slim bro, nigga we gotta go ahead and
close that little
quarter shop we got on Broad, fuck them niggas
watchin us bro we
gotta lay low nigga fuck
Hook
Soulja SLim:
I'm closin' down shop so clientel stops
Knockin at my door fuck no
I dont have no more dealys not bein sold
Cause its too hot plus I'm on parole x2
Soulja SLim:
It's twelve in the noon, I'm just wakin' up from
a flight
Hicks been knockin' at my door all goddamn night
And my hoe she busted talkin' about she tired of
that
Deep and down tell her bout how much paper we be
stackin'
Cause they run from that smack and that shit I
got raw
Dont ya be a dog, this dealy might bust your
heart
And the niggas that I get it from supplys the
city
They got other niggas with it but they bags be
shitty
Cause they tryin' to put too much cut on the dope
To make a little ends but the only person scorin'
is they friends
They got twenty dollar bags they got ten
But now you going let your boy move all the ends
Now see my clients they know what the fuck they
be buyin'
They be comin shop be closed and they still be
runnin
Makin' my shop high and they might come kick it
in my spot
But I got my shit got cause I aint about doin no
more time
You got on them bullet proof vests I got on mines
Bullets be flyin, flyin
Hook
Soulja SLim:
I'm closin' down shop so clientel stops
Knockin at my door fuck no
I dont have no more dealys not bein sold
Cause its too hot plus I'm on parole
C-Murder:
I'm closin' down shop cause my clientels gettin
too big
I got these laws on my balls and they sweatin' my
shit
Dope fiends knockin' at my door, they got my spot
too hot
These suckas runnin' on my colors on my quarter
shop
Two baby mommas, four kids three mack elevens
Three cars about thirteen boo boo's
I'm just a ghetto superstar
On parole, convicted felon known for 187's and
211's
A young nigga down to do whatever
First and fifteenth checks fix blowin up my
beeper
BooKoo pages new credit, my shit is cut up and
ready
I'm on top never drop pushin keys that rock
But I gotta close shop cause my spots too hot
Hook
Soulja SLim:
I'm closin' down shop so clientel stops
Knockin at my door fuck no
I dont have no more dealys not bein sold
Cause its too hot plus I'm on parole x2
(Magic laughs)
I'm closin down shop...
Magic:
Bitches tryin to catch the wrong niggas, now tell
the truth
You aint hear we came in strapped nigga, react
nigga
Watch for me you dont wanna see me last, keep
talkin' trash
I'm gonna be the one behind the mask, blastin' at
your pussy ass
What, boy you disrespect my click you stupid
bitch
I'm about to jump off in your shit
I rumble in the jungle with the fiercist peice
alive
Climb the biggest mountain with the highest peaks
it high
Spoon the biggest ocean with the biggets pocket
fish
If I ever hear you speak these filthy words again
I told you muther fuckers I was comin (what)
I roll with tight muther fuckers, stop runnin'
(laugh, gun cock)
Dont move a fuckin' muscle got no time for no
wrestlin'
Got no time for no tustlin'
shut it down
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