GOONS GONE WILD
Meek Mill Lyrics


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Tre pound, crack crown
Meek Milly, Bloodhound
Grimy, thirsty, 'bout it you heard me
Glizzy on de-deck clip whole thirty
Looking for these fuck boys to
Do these niggas dirty
Ya play tough I dare you
My goons, they balloon shit air you
Nah nigga I ain't trying to hear you
And I don't need no four pound cause
I ain't trying to scare you
I just take the nina raw
Get up on you near you
Action 40 lightning bloody near you, tear you
My niggas be riding low
Tinted with them choppers though
We spin yo block my Mr softee
Spot you like a domino
Simon say he want you dead
I say that you got to go
So we gone drop some shit on you Geronimo
Asap make that nigga Diddy bop take that
Take that
Send him on a trip without a space pack, bow
My hood like goons gone wild
Where Ernie said he don't want no
Beef he want a cow
A fool with them tools we don't
Even let him touch them
Get freaky with them heaters he be
Trying to finger fuck them
Niggas creeping in my main yard
Peeking through the window
Bird hunting like the gun game on Nintendo
Wish that I was there I probably
Would've let them in though
And stretch one of them nigga like a limo
Trying score a touchdown
Nigga fuck around and catch an INO
Cause I ain't never go to sleep n-o, nizzaw
Can't get behind me cause my
Back to the wizal
Gat in my drizzaws, ready to clap izzoff
They gon' murder me so I
Got to murder them first
And I gon' kill his brother cousin
Him first
Give them niggas brim work, chest work
They say that that's the best work
So I'm gon' gun them down like an expert
Tise aiming at chu and my mac gon' sneeze
My refrigerator put you on freeze
Fuck out of here we do them niggas right and
Get up out of there
Same place you put your hat
My niggas throwing hollows there

I'm loading up the oo-wop listening to 2Pac
I'm a dope boy so the money in the shoe box
A hundred grand large, all off of hard
I don't fuck with rappers all y'all frauds
Calling all cars, AR-AB got a gun
Crack in the bag cause AR-AB got a son
And he got to eat, by any means
I got two fiends, fuck a hoop dream
Make it to the NBA that's a pipe dream
They end up smoking rock out of pipe screen
I play the night scene, hard rock pitching
Forty-four with the long nose Scott Pippen
I put it on the line, I put it on my mom
I've been shooting niggas since they
Put it in my palm
Put it in my hands, them cooked up grams
Where I'm from all the drug
Dealers was the man
So fuck a rap buzz, I got a rap sheet
I'm a legend in jail, and trap streets

You just beat a body and
You still trying to kill
They talking to a deaf man
Forty in my left hand
Give a nigga wig shots then
Look for the next man
I shoot 'til the tec jam, then pass
A lord take my soul if AR-AB
Trying to rob AR-AB niggas asking to die
Last nigga tried I was booking that five
Years in the cell, I called my little brother
He hit both witness, then I got acquitted
I wave one hand and my niggas tilt heads
I tell them break a leg
I ain't talking show biz




I talking your kids, I make them show ribs
My gun so big it take his whole head

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Meek Mill's song "GOONS GONE WILD" depict a gritty and violent lifestyle. Meek Mill starts off by boasting about his association with dangerous individuals, referring to them as "goons" who are ready to engage in criminal activities. The lyrics highlight a reckless and aggressive mentality, emphasizing the use of firearms and the intention to harm others.


Throughout the song, Meek Mill expresses his disregard for his enemies, challenging them to confront him. He claims that his "goons" are armed and prepared to carry out acts of violence against those who oppose them. Meek Mill uses vivid language to describe the act of causing harm, using phrases like "get up on you near you" and "tear you." The lyrics also mention the use of weapons such as a "glizzy" (a slang term for a gun) and a "nina" (a nickname for a female gun).


The second paragraph of the lyrics shifts the focus to Meek Mill's personal experiences as a drug dealer and his disdain for other rappers. He asserts his success as a dealer, boasting about the money he has accumulated. Meek Mill dismisses the authenticity of other rappers, referring to them as "frauds." He presents himself as a true street hustler, emphasizing his involvement in criminal activities and his reputation in jail and in the streets.


Overall, "GOONS GONE WILD" showcases Meek Mill's aggressive and confrontational attitude, glorifying a dangerous and destructive lifestyle commonly associated with street culture.


Line by Line Meaning

Tre pound, crack crown
I carry a three-pound gun, symbolizing my power and authority


Meek Milly, Bloodhound
I am Meek Mill, like a bloodhound, always hunting and tracking down my enemies


Grimy, thirsty, 'bout it you heard me
I am ruthless and determined, always ready for action


Glizzy on de-deck clip whole thirty
I have a gun ready to go, with a full clip of thirty bullets


Looking for these fuck boys to do these niggas dirty
I am actively searching for these disrespectful individuals to harm them


Ya play tough I dare you
If you act brave, I challenge you to back it up


My goons, they balloon shit air you
My crew will swarm you and overpower you like filling a balloon with air


Nah nigga I ain't trying to hear you
I have no interest in listening to what you have to say


And I don't need no four pound cause I ain't trying to scare you
I don't need a larger gun to intimidate you because I'm not afraid of you


I just take the nina raw, Get up on you near you
I prefer to use a smaller handgun and get close to you


Action 40 lightning bloody near you, tear you
The rapid fire from my .40 caliber gun will cause blood and destruction near you


My niggas be riding low, Tinted with them choppers though
My associates drive in low-profile cars, but they conceal powerful rifles


We spin yo block my Mr softee, Spot you like a domino
We quickly and effortlessly locate you and surround you like knocking over a domino


Simon say he want you dead, I say that you got to go
Someone has ordered your death, and I have decided it's time for you to leave this world


So we gone drop some shit on you Geronimo
We will attack you violently and unexpectedly, like Geronimo's tactics


Asap make that nigga Diddy bop take that, Take that
We will make you dance like Diddy and forcefully take what belongs to us


Send him on a trip without a space pack, bow
We will send you away permanently, without any chance of return


My hood like goons gone wild
My neighborhood is filled with unpredictable and dangerous individuals


Where Ernie said he don't want no Beef he want a cow
Ernie doesn't want a small conflict, he wants a full-scale war


A fool with them tools we don't even let him touch them
We don't trust someone who is reckless with firearms, so we keep them away from him


Get freaky with them heaters he be Trying to finger fuck them
He tries to show off and play with the guns, but he doesn't understand the seriousness of it


Niggas creeping in my main yard Peeking through the window
Dangerous individuals are lurking near my home, spying on me


Bird hunting like the gun game on Nintendo
They are actively searching for me, just like playing a hunting game on a video game console


Wish that I was there I probably Would've let them in though
I acknowledge that if I were present, I might have allowed them to enter


And stretch one of them nigga like a limo
I would harm one of them severely, causing them to be stretched out like a stretched limousine


Trying score a touchdown, Nigga fuck around and catch an INO
They are foolishly trying to achieve their goals, but they might end up with nothing or a severe injury


Cause I ain't never go to sleep n-o, nizzaw
I am always alert and never sleep because I am constantly aware of potential threats


Can't get behind me cause my Back to the wizal
They can't surprise or outmaneuver me because I am fully aware of my surroundings


Gat in my drizzaws, ready to clap izzoff
I have a gun hidden in my pants, ready to fire it rapidly


They gon' murder me so I Got to murder them first
They are planning to kill me, so I must take preemptive action and kill them before they get the chance


And I gon' kill his brother cousin Him first
I will eliminate his close relatives and loved ones before I target him


Give them niggas brim work, chest work
I will shoot them multiple times, targeting their heads and chests


They say that that's the best work So I'm gon' gun them down like an expert
They claim that this method is the most effective, so I will shoot them skillfully and with precision


Tise aiming at chu and my mac gon' sneeze
I am targeting you with my gun, and it will discharge bullets rapidly


My refrigerator put you on freeze
I will harm you so severely that you will freeze in fear, like being trapped inside a freezer


Fuck out of here we do them niggas right and Get up out of there
We will execute our plans against these individuals and swiftly leave the scene


Same place you put your hat My niggas throwing hollows there
Where you feel comfortable and safe, my allies will attack you with hollow-point bullets


I'm loading up the oo-wop listening to 2Pac
I am preparing my gun and getting ready for violence while listening to 2Pac's music


I'm a dope boy so the money in the shoe box
I am involved in the drug trade, and I keep my money hidden in a shoe box


A hundred grand large, all off of hard
I have earned a substantial amount of money, all from selling drugs


I don't fuck with rappers all y'all frauds
I don't associate with other rappers because I believe they are all fake and dishonest


Calling all cars, AR-AB got a gun
I am notifying everyone that AR-AB, one of my associates, is armed and dangerous


Crack in the bag cause AR-AB got a son
AR-AB is carrying illegal drugs in a bag because he needs to provide for his child


And he got to eat, by any means
He needs to feed his child, and he is willing to do whatever it takes to make money


I got two fiends, fuck a hoop dream
I have two drug addicts who depend on me, so I have no time for foolish aspirations like becoming a basketball player


Make it to the NBA that's a pipe dream
Hoping to make it to the NBA is unrealistic and unlikely, just like a dream induced by smoking a crack pipe


They end up smoking rock out of pipe screen
Those who aspire to be basketball players often end up addicted to smoking crack cocaine


I play the night scene, hard rock pitching
I am active in the dangerous nightlife, selling drugs and engaging in criminal activities


Forty-four with the long nose Scott Pippen
I carry a .44 caliber gun with a long barrel, similar to the basketball player Scottie Pippen


I put it on the line, I put it on my mom
I am willing to risk everything, even my own life and the life of my mother, for what I believe in


I've been shooting niggas since they Put it in my palm
I have been involved in violence and shootings since I was young and first held a gun


Put it in my hands, them cooked up grams
Give me the drugs, and I will sell them successfully and profitably


Where I'm from all the drug Dealers was the man
In my neighborhood, those involved in the drug trade are highly respected and seen as powerful figures


So fuck a rap buzz, I got a rap sheet
I don't care about gaining popularity as a rapper; I have a long history of criminal charges


I'm a legend in jail, and trap streets
I am well-known and respected in prison and the areas where drug deals take place


You just beat a body and You still trying to kill
You have recently killed someone, but you remain driven to continue committing acts of violence


They talking to a deaf man Forty in my left hand
They are wasting their words talking to someone who is already determined to do harm, and I have a .40 caliber gun ready in my left hand


Give a nigga wig shots then Look for the next man
I will shoot someone in the head, then immediately seek out my next target


I shoot 'til the tec jam, then pass A lord take my soul if AR-AB Trying to rob AR-AB niggas asking to die
I will keep firing my gun until it malfunctions, and I swear on my soul that if AR-AB attempts to rob me, he will be met with lethal force


Last nigga tried I was booking that five Years in the cell, I called my little brother He hit both witness, then I got acquitted
The last person who attempted to harm me ended up in prison for five years, but my brother managed to eliminate the witnesses, leading to my acquittal


I wave one hand and my niggas tilt heads
I give a signal, and my allies will immediately turn their heads and pay attention


I tell them break a leg I ain't talking show biz
I instruct them to physically harm someone, not in a metaphorical or theatrical context


I talking your kids, I make them show ribs
I will harm your children, causing them to show their rib bones, signifying broken bodies


My gun so big it take his whole head
My gun is oversized and powerful enough to eliminate someone's entire head




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A Better Life

2021 still one of Meeks hardest verses

Bryan Kehler

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Mechayq

Ar Abs hardest fuk meek

VirTRU Yamean

philly won't be complete until they do another song

Spencer Moore

Ab got found guilty by the feds. Unfortunately that’s not happening

pk_1

Real shit! They gotta do another oneπŸ’―πŸ’―πŸ’―

Howlin Iverson

right on the same

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feds loved ab's feature on this

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