Luyện nghe bài hát Goonies

It's the Dips, we can't fall off we are
And keep ridin the wheels fall off of this bitch
Salute, Wooo Wooo, Wooo
Wooo Wooo, Wooo
If you get money like shit funny
And quick to tell a she ain't getting shit from me
Holla back, Wooo Wooo, Wooo
Wooo Wooo, Wooo

[J.R.
Ok, Writer, (DipSet) Who

1]
Listen, This is natural, we're not
A hustler not a rapper dude, don't me have to clap a few
Wrap ya dude, Blat ya
Nigga, fuck a box, I got a box in the stash for you
You aint a Goonie, yous a Looney
I will use this Uzi to ya kufi
Troops salute me, ya fruity
a groupie, and lucky that my shoes are Gucci (why)
Cause I stomp creeps, I'm beats
Big war guns, out my arm reach
I'll get ya moms leaked (where) stretch out in Beach
Iffy till I put you then its concrete
You stepping up them hecklers'll flare
Peter Rowe leave ya soul in a breathe of air
No better this year (why)
I'm in the zone, and like you goin bald, cause you'll never get here/hair

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

[Verse 2 Jim
One-Eyed Willy, of the Goonie-Goo-Goos (Capo)
I'll put paper on ya just like a su-su
Blowin haze in the air out the roof
While I'm racing, switchin gears in the new
So its nothing to
Peter you hop in the Benz do 90
cop a new bed buck 90 (ballin)
I'm on the block bent's where you find me
I'm probably out punka seeds
40's off Autobahn black dump the weed (we gotta get high)
600 for my Dungarees
I'm on the getting blunted with a bunch of G's (Eastside)
So ya life's but a away
Well I at night where the Heat play (down in Miami)
Until the sub do me (fuck it)
I'm DipSet ByrdGang we the Goonies (we the Goonies)

[Hell Rell
Ok, Rell DipSet, (I got us Writer) I got us, Yo

3 Hell Rell]
I'm the shit Mr. Doodoo, holla wooo wooo
Hundred niggaz hop out hoodied up boom boom
I got Goons on the shorty
And I don't tough shit, they move the yayo for me (they move shit)
Money count the pesos for me
Shit on my neck, Range Rove money
My starting to add up to cars my brother
on one wrist, Charger on the other
When I die my house gonna be a attraction
You that's the same chair Hell Rell sat in (you serious)
You lyin, that's the same toilet Hell crapped in (na you lyin)
carpets and he got it from rappin, ruger double action
You wanna about some cain nigga talk to me
You wanna who own the city cruise New York wit me (DipSet)
I bring the out (yeah)
And if Rell in the building all the Goonies in the come out (yeah)