K.O.B. 2 Intro

[Intro] This nigga Maino talkin' 'bout he the king. King of what? King of Brooklyn? He ain't no mothafuckin' King of Brooklyn I just love me some Maino, he talk all that king shit. I love it, I love him, his Scarface ass [Verse 1] Yeah, niggas wanna play, okay Hopped out all dope shade Flow tighter than 25 niggas That end up go to feds for a dope case Yeah, real killer, I'm Ghostface Gun boy bring pain like I tote things Man it feels like yesterday I was just an ex-con Just tryna freestyle on a Clue tape Mothafucka I ain't rap back then Just a little bitty nigga with a gat back then Watched niggas lose their lives over crack back then For you to wear jewels, had to ask back then Flashback I was trappin' on a stoop pitchin' That's when Jay Z was rappin' like [?] Bankroll, look at how my ice glow In a Hollywood home [?] kissin' Yeah, OG to the young killers Big homie to the gang members See a couple young niggas, black bandanas on Guns drawn, it's a good chance that I sent 'em I said it, I said it, but y'all don't get it The nigga that you idolize is my lieutenant Shots gon' fly, hit your head through your fitted Hole so big, you could stick a horseshoe in it You fuckin' with a nigga that fuck with them niggas That shot their own guns just for fuckin' with a nigga I'm just fuckin' with you niggas Swear to God, no friends, I ain't fuckin' with you niggas Fuck fame, I ain't here for no celebrity Bitch swallow like she ain't no celebrity Good God, I done made a couple enemies No problem cause they treat me like a Kennedy You heard me, nigga, yeah you heard me, nigga [Interlude] I know Jermaine, I know Jermaine from way back. I mean he's cool but I wouldn't call him a king Man that nigga was locked up with my man. My man said he was washin' clothes for Little Debbies, man that nigga sellin' dope [Verse 2] Yeah I do it for my niggas in the peno In the yard, middle finger to the C.O Came home and you gotta find a job Got a bitter baby moms and you really hate your P.O Hundred grams but you wish it was a kilo On parole but you ridin' with a nino Niggas want a war, they don't really want war If they want it, I'll go at 'em with a fuckin' torpedo What these niggas wanna do? I'll fix it where these niggas can't move Just the other day, little homie came and told me Said, "Big homie all I ever really wanna do is shoot" Playin' with your life like that How many chains rappers have to buy back? Niggas fuck around, I'll send a couple hounds Put this lame on the ground with his vertebrae cracked I'm king of these mothafuckin' back streets For green, niggas love me like I'm [?] One time for my [?] niggas I'm [?] boy in a Maybach, nigga Addicted to the money, get it ASAP, nigga Got a fuckin' problem like I'm A$AP, nigga It ain't a live nigga in this town that I don't know We bump heads like Ocho Them lil' niggas on the block gettin' dumb, gettin' drunk Pop pills and bust shots at the popo Yeah, how many bitches wanna know if I live it? Broke niggas say it's all about lyrics Fuck them, this for the niggas that feel it I talk money, gun smoke, y'all hear it One life, one love, you've heard of me One crown, one throne, K.O.B You heard me, nigga, yeah you heard me, nigga [Outro] Well I heard he been to jail before and he got street credibility and this and that and this and that, but that doesn't make him king. Man nobody wanna hear that "I'm a real nigga," we don't give a fuck if you a real nigga. That shit don't sell records