Bossalinie

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