Goonies Lyrics - Hell Rell

[Hook] 

It's the Dips, we can't fall off we are sick 

And keep ridin till the wheels fall off of this bitch 

Salute, Wooo Wooo, Wooo Wooo 

Wooo Wooo, Wooo Wooo 

If you get money like ain't shit funny 

And quick to tell a bitch she ain't getting shit from me 

Holla back, Wooo Wooo, Wooo Wooo 

Wooo Wooo, Wooo Wooo 

[J.R. Talks] 

Ok, Writer, (DipSet) Who ready? 

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[Verse 1] 

Listen, This is natural, we're not compatible 

A hustler not a rapper dude, don't make me have to clap a few 

Wrap ya dude, Blat ya through 

Nigga, fuck a stash box, I got a box in the stash for you 

You aint a Goonie, yous a Looney Tooney 

I will use this Uzi to remove ya kufi 

Troops salute me, dude ya fruity 

Who's a groupie, and lucky that my shoes are Gucci (why) 

Cause I stomp creeps, I'm beyond beats 

Big war guns, check out my arm reach 

I'll get ya moms leaked (where) stretch out in Palm Beach 

Iffy till I put you underground then its concrete 

You stepping up there them hecklers'll flare 

Peter Rowe leave ya soul in a breathe full of air 

No body better this year (why) 

I'm in the zone, and it's like you goin bald, cause you'll never get here/hair 

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[Hook] 

[Jim Jones Talks] 

Wooo (Jones) Wooo Wooo Wooo Wooo (Capo) (One-Eyed Willy) 

[Verse 2 Jim Jones] 

One-Eyed Willy, head of the Goonie-Goo-Goos (Capo) 

I'll put paper on ya head just like a su-su 

Blowin haze in the air out the moon roof 

While I'm racing, switchin gears in the new coupe 

So its nothing to 10-90 

Peter Rowe you hop in the Benz do 90 

I'll cop a new bed buck 90 (ballin) 

I'm on the block getting bent's where you find me 

I'm probably spittin out punka seeds 

40's off Autobahn tell black dump the weed (we gotta get high) 

It's 600 for my Dungarees 

I'm on the corner getting blunted with a bunch of G's (Eastside) 

So ya life's but a bleep away 

Well I party at night where the Heat play (down in Miami) 

Until the cops sub do me (fuck it) 

I'm claimin DipSet ByrdGang we the Goonies (we the Goonies) 

[Hook] 

[Hell Rell Talks] 

Ok, Ruger Rell DipSet, (I got us Writer) I got us, Yo 

[Verse 3 Hell Rell] 

I'm the shit Mr. Doodoo, I'll holla wooo wooo 

Hundred niggaz hop out hoodied up like boom boom 

I got Goons on the payroll shorty 

And I don't tough shit, they move the yayo for me (they move that shit) 

Money machines count the pesos for me 

Shit on my neck, that's Range Rove money 

My jewelry starting to add up to cars my brother 

Magnum on one wrist, Charger on the other 

When I die my house gonna be a tourist attraction 

You serious that's the same chair Hell Rell sat in (you serious) 

You lyin, that's the same toilet Hell Rell crapped in (na you lyin) 

Mink carpets and he got it from rappin, ruger double action 

You wanna learn about some cain nigga talk to me 

You wanna know who own the city cruise New York wit me (DipSet) 

I bring the grittiest out (yeah) 

And if Rell in the building all the Goonies in the city come out (yeah) 

[Hook]