Maino - K.O.B. 2 Intro lyrics

[Intro] This n***a Maino talkin' 'bout he the king. King of what? King of Brooklyn? He ain't no mothaf**in' King of Brooklyn I just love me some Maino, he talk all that king sh**. I love it, I love him, his Scarface a** [Verse 1] Yeah, n***as wanna play, okay Hopped out all dope shade Flow tighter than 25 n***as That end up go to feds for a dope case Yeah, real k**er, 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 Mothaf**a I ain't rap back then Just a little bitty n***a with a gat back then Watched n***as lose their lives over crack back then For you to wear j**els, 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 k**ers Big homie to the gang members See a couple young n***as, 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 n***a 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 f**in' with a n***a that f** with them n***as That shot their own guns just for f**in' with a n***a I'm just f**in' with you n***as Swear to God, no friends, I ain't f**in' with you n***as f** fame, I ain't here for no celebrity b**h 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, n***a, yeah you heard me, n***a [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 n***a was locked up with my man. My man said he was washin' clothes for Little Debbies, man that n***a sellin' dope [Verse 2] Yeah I do it for my n***as 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 n***as want a war, they don't really want war If they want it, I'll go at 'em with a f**in' torpedo What these n***as wanna do? I'll fix it where these n***as 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? n***as f** around, I'll send a couple hounds Put this lame on the ground with his vertebrae cracked I'm king of these mothaf**in' back streets For green, n***as love me like I'm [?] One time for my [?] n***as I'm [?] boy in a Maybach, n***a Addicted to the money, get it ASAP, n***a Got a f**in' problem like I'm A$AP, n***a It ain't a live n***a in this town that I don't know We bump heads like Ocho Them lil' n***as on the block gettin' dumb, gettin' drunk Pop pills and bust shots at the popo Yeah, how many b**hes wanna know if I live it? Broke n***as say it's all about lyrics f** them, this for the n***as 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, n***a, yeah you heard me, n***a [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 n***a," we don't give a f** if you a real n***a. That sh** don't sell records