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goonies - black boe lyrics

[chorus: que]
mama be trippin ’bout my homeboys
say that y’all look like drug dealers
tatts all over they face
n*gga, they’ll put it in your face
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
n*gga keep a 4 pound on him
keep a whole pound of marajuana
no, them young n*ggas ain’t playing
try them young n*ggas if you wanna
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies

[verse 1: black boe]
[?] n*gga lerking
boldercrest goonies, n*ggas shooting
i don’t gotta pay a n*gga nothing
he’ll shoot you, n*gga, just to say he shot ya
now i’m riding on the east with the rocket
[?] chilling with my partner
man, this n*gga say he’ll k!ll anything
for a versе [?]
shooting dice at the dope spot
always gotta keep thе door locked
these n*ggas keep grabbing they straps
everytime they hear the door knock
chilling with the goonies
do we have a problem, n*gga?
chilling with the goonies
i tell them get them, and they got them, n*gga
[chorus: que]
mama be trippin ’bout my homeboys
say that y’all look like drug dealers
tatts all over they face
n*gga, they’ll put it in your face
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
n*gga keep a 4 pound on him
keep a whole pound of marajuana
no, them young n*ggas ain’t playing
try them young n*ggas if you wanna
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies

[verse 2: strap]
n*gga keep a 4 pound on him
smoke a whole pound of marajuana
drink a whole pint of codeine
chopper make a f*ck n*gga scream
free snoop, free the boy gucci
free lil monty and free lil mooky
put a hit on him like boosie
young n*gga serving that [?]
margiela, margiela, i splerge
in my forgiatos on the curb
i’ma keep sipping this syrup
my n*ggas still flipping them birds
my n*gga quicktrip over there, pick birds
i got 50 young n*ggas on [?]
can’t wait to put your ass on a shirt
for a pound, i’ll put you in the dirt
got some hoes booted up, they rolling
[?] wide open
young n*gga don’t give no f*cks
can’t wait to shoot something, boot it up
n*gga keep a kal tech on him
trapping all day at grandmama’s
if we in the club [?] out
run through his door, put a pistol in your mouth

[verse 3: ali]
my young n*gga quez be wilding
[?] keep the rocket
[?] real n*gga from the islands
[?] try me
my partner got a bentley, and my partner got the rari
he never had a job, and he never went to college
a whole lotta cash, no wallet
and in every other city, godd*mn it, i’m spotted
[?] count money [?]
all my n*ggas eating
20 for the chains, spent 20 for the pigment
all my n*ggas iced out flexing
wonder what they getting, my n*gga, don’t question
mama say your n*ggas selling narcodics
yeah, she right, that’s the bad thing ’bout it
fire, fire, fire, all my young n*ggas ’bout it
[?] a check, then they f*ck it up in follies

[chorus: que]
mama be trippin ’bout my homeboys
say that y’all look like drug dealers
tatts all over they face
n*gga, they’ll put it in your face
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
n*gga keep a 4 pound on him
keep a whole pound of marajuana
no, them young n*ggas ain’t playing
try them young n*ggas if you wanna
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies
chilling with the goonies

- black boe lyrics

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