Mob Shit by Bukshot Lyrics
[Verse 1: Bukshot]
Here we go, mob-style kingpin
Come swim with the sharks in the deep end
Talk shit, like a mood-swing
Let's bang, fucking up the food chain
Eat your face off, I'm the Lion King
Trap-rappers done flipped now they trying to sing
While I grind, shine like a diamond ring
Wack rappers bow down, watch the heat I bring (I bring)
Don't act like you know me, I'm a cutthroat, call me Flowkey
Pull the sword out the cut like M.N.E
Stab rivals in the back, they're my enemy (enemy)
I got snipers on the rooftop, watching every move and thе loose talk
We can head-but and not do shit
And I'm coming rеal soon with that new shit
[Chorus: Bukshot]
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mosh)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit (mob)
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mob)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit
[Bridge: Bukshot]
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous (jealous)
[Verse 2: Bukshot]
On the block, who's riding?
Go to war, Bin Laden
Who's real, who's plotting?
Drop bombs (bombs), I got 'em (got 'em)
Never came back, never been gone
Yeah they hate that I'm still on
And the fact I won't fall off
Still hard, most of 'em gone soft (gone soft)
Still mob to the death
Down to draw blood till I take my last breath (breath)
Over bodies I step, repping mob-style till there's no one left (one left)
Yeah, read the negative comments, shake 'em off, that shit's nonsense
The mob's got my back like a convict
Peep the content, jump in the moshpit
[Chorus: Bukshot]
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mosh)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit (mob)
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mob)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit
[Bridge: Bukshot]
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous (jealous)
[Verse 3: Bukshot]
Back in the day we used to hang (hang)
On the block chilling with the gang (the gang)
When the rivals showed up we'd bang (bang)
Made the plug, got work we'd slang (sling)
Went from grams, then to O-Zs, pushing keys out of state with the OGs
In the streets, running from the police
Packing heat, stabbing backs like don't cheat
So dope every day of the week (of the week)
Roll with killers, drop bodies in the creek (bodies in the creek)
When the narcs came hit the back door (back door)
I could still move quick for a fatso (fatso)
Stay breaded up, call me Panko (panko)
Hit 'em hard, fast like a Mako (Mako)
Murder, money, everything goes (thing goes)
Got the game in my grip getting strangled (strangled)
[Chorus: Bukshot]
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mosh)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit (mob)
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mob)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit
[Bridge: Bukshot]
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous (jealous)
Here we go, mob-style kingpin
Come swim with the sharks in the deep end
Talk shit, like a mood-swing
Let's bang, fucking up the food chain
Eat your face off, I'm the Lion King
Trap-rappers done flipped now they trying to sing
While I grind, shine like a diamond ring
Wack rappers bow down, watch the heat I bring (I bring)
Don't act like you know me, I'm a cutthroat, call me Flowkey
Pull the sword out the cut like M.N.E
Stab rivals in the back, they're my enemy (enemy)
I got snipers on the rooftop, watching every move and thе loose talk
We can head-but and not do shit
And I'm coming rеal soon with that new shit
[Chorus: Bukshot]
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mosh)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit (mob)
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mob)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit
[Bridge: Bukshot]
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous (jealous)
[Verse 2: Bukshot]
On the block, who's riding?
Go to war, Bin Laden
Who's real, who's plotting?
Drop bombs (bombs), I got 'em (got 'em)
Never came back, never been gone
Yeah they hate that I'm still on
And the fact I won't fall off
Still hard, most of 'em gone soft (gone soft)
Still mob to the death
Down to draw blood till I take my last breath (breath)
Over bodies I step, repping mob-style till there's no one left (one left)
Yeah, read the negative comments, shake 'em off, that shit's nonsense
The mob's got my back like a convict
Peep the content, jump in the moshpit
[Chorus: Bukshot]
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mosh)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit (mob)
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mob)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit
[Bridge: Bukshot]
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous (jealous)
[Verse 3: Bukshot]
Back in the day we used to hang (hang)
On the block chilling with the gang (the gang)
When the rivals showed up we'd bang (bang)
Made the plug, got work we'd slang (sling)
Went from grams, then to O-Zs, pushing keys out of state with the OGs
In the streets, running from the police
Packing heat, stabbing backs like don't cheat
So dope every day of the week (of the week)
Roll with killers, drop bodies in the creek (bodies in the creek)
When the narcs came hit the back door (back door)
I could still move quick for a fatso (fatso)
Stay breaded up, call me Panko (panko)
Hit 'em hard, fast like a Mako (Mako)
Murder, money, everything goes (thing goes)
Got the game in my grip getting strangled (strangled)
[Chorus: Bukshot]
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mosh)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit (mob)
Throw your hands up, start a moshpit (mob)
Go psycho (psycho), this is mob shit
[Bridge: Bukshot]
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous
M-O-B (B) Goodfellas (fellas), come see
Haters jealous (jealous)