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quez – goonies lyrics

(hook)
yall be trippin bout my home boys
say they all look like drug dealers
tats all over they face
n-gg- they don’t put it in yo face
chillin with the goonies
chillin with the goonies
chillin with the goonies
chillin with the goonies
n-gg-s keep a full pint on
keep a whole pound of marijuana
no deal, yall n-gg-s ain’t playin
try them young n-gg-s if you want it
chillin with the goonies
chillin with the goonies
chillin with the goonies
chillin with the goonies

(verse)
look, envious mob n-gg-s lurkin
bought a crib, goonie, n-gg- shootin
i don’t gotta pay a n-gg- nothing
he’ll shoot you n-gg- just to say he shot you
now i’m ridin on the e with the record
side of calamari, chillin with my potna
man these n-gg-s say they’d kill anything
for a fresh pair to n-gg-s like the pradas, d-mn
we sho nice at the dope spot
all we gotta keep it all up
these n-gg-s keep wearin they straps
every time they hear the door knock
chillin with the goonies
do we have a problem n-gg-?
chillin with the goonies
i tell em get it and they got em n-gg-

(verse)
n-gg-s keep a full pint on
smoke a whole pound of marijuana
drink a whole pint of codeine
choppa make a f-ck n-gg- scream
free snoop, free my man gucci
free lil montana and lil mookey
put a hit on it like boosy, young n-gg- servin that puka
magela magela, i splurge
and my forgiatos on the curb
i’mma keep sippin this syrup
my n-gg- still flippin them birds
my put a truck over there in pittsburg
i got 50 hunned n-gg-s online
can’t wait to put yo -ss on a show
for a pint i’ll put you in the dirt
cuz a hoe throw it up, that rollie
shoot a bunch it kinda look wide open
young n-gg-, no i give no f-ck
can’t wait to shoot something, blow it up
n-gg- keep keep a sec on it
trappin all day, all grew em on hoe
if you even close, we head a b-tch out
runnin what’s that, put a pistol in yo mouth

(verse)
my young n-gg-s, you be wildin
if you ask who keep it rockin
my potna’s a real n-gg- from the islands
i’m the one who only rock, n-gg-s try me
my potna got a bentley and my potna got a rarri
he never had a job and he never went to college
a whole lot of cash, no wallet
in any other city, godd-mn i’m spotted
in the town money i’m getting it, all my n-gg-s in it
20 for the chain, speak 20 for the pigment
all my n-gg-s iced out flexin
wonder when they did it? my n-gg- don’t question
mama so you’re leavin when we sellin narcotics
then she right, it’s to bat them body
fire fire fire, all my young n-gg-s bout it
they come up on a check and then they f-ck it up and follow this

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