Goonies 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 kill 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, goddamn 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