(feat. Soulja Slim, Magic)

Intro (Talking)

C-Murder:
Say Magic, Slim bro, ^!$$% we gotta go ahead and close that little
quarter shop we got on Broad, $#&@ them ^!$$%s watchin us bro we

gotta lay low ^!$$% $#&@

Hook

Soulja SLim:
I'm closin' down shop so clientel stops
Knockin at my door $#&@ 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 !@#$ 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 %#@! I got raw

Dont ya be a dog, this dealy might bust your heart
And the ^!$$%s that I get it from supplys the city
They got other ^!$$%s with it but they bags be %#@!ty

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 $#&@ 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 %#@! 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 $#&@ 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 %#@!

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 ^!$$% down to do whatever
First 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 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 $#&@ 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:
(*##$es tryin to catch the wrong ^!$$%s, now tell the truth
You aint hear we came in strapped ^!$$%, react ^!$$%

Watch for me you dont wanna see me last, keep talkin' trash
I'm gonna be the one behind the mask, blastin' at your #~!!@ $$#
What, boy you disrespect my click you stupid (*##$

I'm about to jump off in your %#@!
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 $#&@ers I was comin (what)
I roll with tight muther $#&@ers, stop runnin'
(laugh, gun @@#!)

Dont move a $#&@in' muscle got no time for no wrestlin'
Got no time for no tustlin'
shut it down