Closin' Down Shop
C-Murder Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

The song "Closin' Down Shop" by C-Murder, featuring Soulja Slim and Magic, tells the story of drug dealers who are forced to shut down their illegal business due to increased police surveillance and a fear of getting caught. The song's hook, sung by Soulja Slim, is a lament about the inability to sell drugs because of heightened police presence, "I'm closin' down shop so clientele 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." Slim describes the frantic knock at his door from dope fiends who are desperate to buy drugs, and the pressure he is under to maintain his income in a challenging environment. C-Murder raps about his multiple responsibilities as a drug dealer, including managing employees, keeping his products from being robbed, and maintaining a low profile with parole officers.


The song shows the darker side of the drug trade, how dealers must take risks to make money and can face death or imprisonment. The lyrics are a cautionary tale about the dangers of the drug trade and the consequences of criminal activity.


Line by Line Meaning

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
C-Murder is urging his associates, Magic and Slim, to close their drug dealing business due to the intense surveillance by the police. He emphasizes the need to stay low-key and avoid attention from rival drug dealers.


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 is shutting down his drug business because of the increased police scrutiny and the risk of being caught. He cannot afford to get into any trouble as he is currently on parole.


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'
Soulja Slim is exhausted after being up all night dealing drugs. His girlfriend is tired of his lifestyle and wants him to quit. However, he tries to justify his actions by reminding her of the money they make from drug dealing.


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'
Soulja Slim is critical of other drug dealers who dilute their drugs to make more money. He supplies high-quality drugs and warns his customers to be careful with their consumption. He also plans to give his own dealer a chance to sell the drugs directly to his clients.


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
C-Murder is overwhelmed with the demand for drugs and the fear of getting caught by the police. He is also worried about rival drug dealers trying to take over his territory.


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
C-Murder is a successful drug dealer with a luxurious lifestyle. However, his legal troubles and the increasing police pressure force him to shut down his business.


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 fiercest piece alive Climb the biggest mountain with the highest peaks it high Spoon the biggest ocean with the biggest 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' Dont move a fuckin' muscle got no time for no wrestlin' Got no time for no tustlin' shut it down
Magic, one of C-Murder's associates, is warning their rivals not to mess with them. He claims to be a fierce fighter and skilled at using firearms. He also boasts about his abilities to overcome any obstacle in his path.




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CL. Life

My favorite song from these three together

rangdar

i remember this song i had also the no limit records chain nice music free c murder is enough.. he paid for it.. love to soldiers and good music thank u master p love ...kurdish boy living in the netherlands...

Dahved Murphy-Lofton

RIP 2 Slim and Magic. Free C

Big Daddy

It’s too hot cuz I’m on parole 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

Jason Johnson

Shut it down

NoLimitRecords Finest

Producer / Mo B. DIck*
Free C, RIP Slim & Magic

Ashton Brown

Mannnn R.I.P Souljaaaa

Rúben Baptista Kapango

RIP Soulja Slim and Mr. Magic

Ramon Mateo

I sold crack listening to this shit when my house was the turf.

Rúben Baptista Kapango

FREE Corey Miller C-Murder

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