Artist: Timbo King Album: Gangsta Chronicles Song: Bo King Typed by: Cno Evil, Tha Masta [Intro: Timbo King] Bo King, Bo King, Bo King Bo King, Bo King, Timbo King Bo King, street shit, time, yeah I ain't one of those industry niggas I'm in the streets nigga, energy, nigga Energy, nigga, peace to the Gods I'm on the streets, nigga Yeah, yeah, it's big Bo King Maccabeez, Israel, yeah, Bocabulary Ya'll niggas peas, ya'll niggas better tie ya Timbs Ya'll gon' feel my wrath you heard? Tie ya Timbs Stop playing, Brickface, I see you my nigga Two Train, Young Brooklyn, D-Wize, Brooklyn, nigga My whole team is thorough, nigga I don't give a fuck, all ya'll crooked muthafuckas Ya'll muthafuckas gotta come out that building Ya'll gotta come out that building to the streets Where it's real at, let me tell ya'll niggas something, man Let me tell ya'll niggas something, braaat!! I ain't with that punchline shit Bo King, Maccabeez, punch ya'll niggas in the face Israel, where it's real, Bo King hood rhymes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo.. uh-huh, yo, yea [Timbo King] You don't want that toast come out Niggas dead, when the muthafucking post come out Ratchets blow, Bo King, Bo Keys I got bitches on both knees, braining me off, feel me? Corporate thugs, gun in the block, we gun shit Yeah, a gangsta, don't let me shank ya Spit shells right here, smoke L's right here Get glocked my nigga, that bell right here Now we clubbing, thugging ya'll laming nights I walk through any hood with the stainless pipes You know the getchas, album cover, mugshot pictures Pissy off the Hypnotiq, you know that blue water Bo King be that new order So fuck ya'll, million dollar bucks ya'll Walk through the hood and won't get stuck ya'll Bottle of bub, drinking, Kojak, still slinging Cracker jacks, red tops, my bed rock All night long, I'm fucking bitches offa All Night Long Mary Blige song, a bottle half gone, I'm the don, real talk [Chorus: Timbo King] Where them G's at? Where them trees at? Where them niggas with them big body v's at? Best believe that, a bitch need that Matter fact, we gon' run this place [Timbo King] Go 'head and flip it, and get ya whole team evaporated Bitches on my dick, hoes be infactuated The Don King, I promote the violence Yeah, from Fort Green, PJ's to Vanderveer My whole Fam's in here, drinkin' on Belvedere With ice on, that's bright as the chandeleer Yea I'm used to, hangin' with boosters Them cluck chickenhead bitches who fuck with roosters We bang bang, who cares what set you claim? Brooklyn be the borough, I rep the name So forget the fame, yeah I spit the flames We want the money and the guns, the rest is lames For the skrilla my killas will lay you down We don't play around when we spray around That Mac-1-1, get back son-son This ain't Kim and Em', this is Timb and 'em And I ain't talkin' 'bout motherfuckin' Timbaland And I ain't talkin' 'bout motherfuckin' Timbaland [Outro: Timbo King] It's Timbo King, Bo King FT Knox, Maccabeez In the streets, forever, nigga This for you, Deebo, yeah Division, ShaCronz, Free Murda, Terra Tory, E-Money Yeah...