Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Intro , by - Maino. Song from the album K.O.B 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hustle Hard
Song language: English
Intro |
| Welcome to the mob you have now been invited |
| To step inside my world where lames get indicted |
| Killers get excited the drama gets sub united |
| The bloodshed and warm in my niggers get united |
| Welcome to the mob got models in my arms |
| Shooters in the trunk cold blood in my palm |
| Look and see the stars tonight we are gods |
| Screaming fuck the world but I shall never cross my dogs |
| I am my brother’s keeper until I meet the reaper |
| The mafia your arms ain’t long enough to reach us |
| Cannel affiliated my goons demonstrated |
| Finally got a reason for the dogs to celebrate it |
| Free lease by that cold old murta |
| Lot of niggas talk killing name but no murder |
| Get the blood that starts spilling |
| Trick a finger coat and |
| Game size get old and my titty whole warlock |
| Word I’m a young rapper browser |
| With expensive trousers |
| Out of public housing run for couple hundred thousand |
| What you have here as fear attitude this coffer |
| 'Cause I could cash out two fifty in the bag year |
| Have wrong royal nets of the game at the bar claire |
| Court side seats offer blood sweat and hard game |
| Do what the mob said for you be a target |
| Catch you sleeping at war bounce and leave you more bam |
| Fuck these niggers talking all that money chider cheddar |
| Mafioso in this bitch |
| Fuck niggers Peter Paning |
| Brooklyn to the duffle fire on the side of me |
| A splitter skinny nigga that’s a fucking phlebotomy |
| Paging doctor Martyr or whatever that you calling me |
| I ball with your whole giver a facial say that’s all in me |
| Kobe niggers say they know me |
| Frontin' like they running whipping niggers really owe me |
| I’m getting on this model pussy out here like I’m cut low |
| You nigga still beating through the phone like Naomi Campbell |
| Rob shit mob shit fuckin' with the mob bitch |
| You cross dressing bitch niggers grandma mars shit |
| It’s Lucky Don one of the mafia niggers |
| Say my name and watch me pop me a nigga |
| I salute my lakers ock me a nigga |
| Blow your whole shit down shorty in my face hoe sit down |
| I’m on my grind look what focus found |
| We sat down and had a talk on it |
| Promise my niggers every track I’m leaving chalk on it |
| Real shit I don’t think hard just talk on it |
| Paranoia really bust it got my own lawyer |
| Get some clothes I got something nice and chrome for ya |
| Two twins named Shaqoya and Toya |
| Lucky Don I make them both bust off at the same damn time |
| The mafia we the same damn kind |
| Yeah hussle hard mouse better |
| Yeah all the bitches heard me |
| Feds tryin' to in dice enemies wanna me murder me |
| A hundred thou' in a duffle bag just for emergency |
| Still got that thing I’m on bell committing purgery |
| Boy I’m on T never turn shit down |
| A hundred bottles so many sparkles might burn shit down |
| Cope cowboy a hundred bricks make you drown in a drought |
| My nigga swimming better find you in town |
| Homie I’m all in flossing panorama porsching |
| Bossing these niggers is dead without the coffin |
| We ain’t never gonna let up homie who gon check us |
| The mafia by blood or by love they gon' respect us |