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[Featuring Soulja Slim  Magic] 
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 tustli

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