The Underground Avengers, Stevie Stone - Goodfellas lyrics

Talkin bout mob shit (Go)

Couple hundred grand nah it ain't much
(Mob shit)
One phone call you can get touched (Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
Keep the family biz on the down low
(Mob shit)
Fucking with the family get your eyes closed
(Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
This is mob shit

I got homies in my crew who
Ain't afraid to touch you
Come through waving middle fingers
Like "Fuck You"
Rush you, then start trippin like mushrooms
Bust you, pull that Ginsu and gut you


Pray the lord get your homies on board
Never shoulda let Jamie or Paul
Give me a sword they never shoulda let me
Get together with George
MNE and MOB cliqued up like The Horde
Bukshot (Bukshot) keep a heater in the lunchbox
Hangin with them knuckleheads banging
Like a Bumpboxx
Still federal not afraid to touch Glocks
Pushin' weight from the hood to the boondocks
(yeah)
You put the villains back together (Mob shit)
The Underground Goodfellas wanted
Like Fratellis
Got these haters gettin jealous
Mad I took my shot and ran like Jerome Bettis

Couple hundred grand nah it ain't much
(Mob shit)
One phone call you can get touched (Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
Keep the family biz on the down low
(Mob shit)
Fucking with the family get your eyes closed
(Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
This is mob shit

I'm a one man army I'm
The devil with the heater
Like The Iceman I knock 'em off
And leave 'em in the freezer
I'm the reaper with a cleaver
Duct taped to the repeater
After every time I squeeze I scratch
A name on the receiver
A contract killer with a contact trigger
Quick to cock back hammers when
I'm on that liquor
When I'm on that shiver down
The spines of the competition
Take a closer listen hear 'em
All screaming "I'm a victim!"
Yeah I'm a ninja with that mob mentality
And I don't give a fuck that's why
They all stay mad at me
'Cause, I ain't looking for a
Nod from the academy
These actors can suck the lower
Half of my anatomy rapidly
And I put this on your mama
You don't wanna see me hangin out
The Caddy with a choppa
Droppin' fifty round drums on
These bums screamin' "MNE!"
Now you will never see me
Leave a breathing enemy

Couple hundred grand nah it ain't much
(Mob shit)
One phone call you can get touched (Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
Keep the family biz on the down low
(Mob shit)
Fucking with the family get your eyes closed
(Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
This is mob shit

These muthafuckers are about to die
And I don't care about a fuckin' life
If I had the chance I'd
Probably kill these fuckers twice
Goodfellas leave 'em all hangin in
A truck of ice
Run that bullshit understand that
Don't fuckin' fly
Terroristic 'bout to blow this
Whole city wide twisted as I'm screaming
"Die motherfucker die!" got your chest out
When it's time y'all just fuckin' cry
You ain't even in my scope keep movin'
Cuz the minute that you are I'm shootin'
I don't give a fuck about these bitches
It's survival lyrics are like a rival
Better go find your Bible (Your Bible)
Hah! And understand that the Devil's here
Listen to the crowd roar
Now the rebellion's near
All these motherfuckers hear
RESPECT calling Claas
Serve before I hit 'em with
That shimmy ya dirty bastards

Couple hundred grand nah it ain't much
(Mob shit)
One phone call you can get touched (Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
Keep the family biz on the down low
(Mob shit)
Fucking with the family get your eyes closed
(Mob shit)
Then we gave Tommy a to do list (Mob shit)
Goodfellas always got a full clip (Mob shit)
This is mob shit