Maino - K.O.B. 2 Intro lyrics

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

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

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

Yeah I do it for my niggas in the peno
In the yard, middle finger to the CO
Came home and you gotta find a job
Got a bitter baby moms and
You really hate your PO
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, KOB
You heard me, nigga, yeah you heard me, nigga

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