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zoocci coke dope - mr nice guy lyrics

[verse 1: zoocci]
i tried to be a nice guy
n-ggas locked me outside
now a n-gga on fire
catch a body on site
these n-ggas wanna fight
i was working every night
now i’m flying like a kite
wind blowing all the time
had to get sh-t right
you gon blow up, right
that’s what they all say
you n-ggas really love fame
i just wanna tell a story
getting money mandatory
whole family praying for me
so every day hunkie dorey
i ain’t never gon miss
my whole team feeling safe
i grew up like this
i ain’t never outta place
daddy proud in the coffin
mama famous at the office
all the haters wonder how come
i’m doing numbers like a boffin
my girl know she got a winner
stake with the sauce for dinner
i’m making the moves
i’m getting the cash and no i ain’t no beginner
iphone on silent, oh it’s you n-ggas phoning
long day, light a stogie
the fake ones call me homey
my mama said go make a living
i’m making a k!lling
i’m smoking and switching
flexing my system, oh what a feeling
you n-ggas are mad
they hate on the man
i got a plan
i came in the game to do what i can

[hook]
try keep me from the money (nice try, nice try)
i was playing with these n-ggas (no more mr nice guy)
finna so well connected (wifi wifi)
the game is mine for the taking (all mine, all mine)
they try keep me from the money
nice try nice try
i was playing with these n-ggas
no more mr nice guy
finna so well connected (wifi wifi)
the game is mine for the taking
all mine, all mine

[verse 2: kid x]
no more mr nice guy, mr nice guy
’cause that don’t put no gas up in my tank
all these girls want
is a nice time, is a nice time
and a n-gga that’s gon blow the bank
orangegrove tee, back in the swing of things
back in the moment
searching for thrills and all the simple things
i swithc between my index and m middle finger
couple black stones all on my pinky ring
i’m not just blowing smoke and mirrors
i’m h-lla spicy, left them over bitter
since i met your wifey, gave her pipe
and now she hikey hope i won’t forget her
on the road to riches
tell me, what’s a bit of traffic
send a text, tell my mama won’t be home for diner
got my pen up working on a dream to build a mansion
out here painting pictures so vivid, they don’t need a caption
am a rockstar, jeans and denim jacket
that’s got j on the back of it
rap life but it’s like i got rockerfeller backing me
but you ain’t seen the half of it
no more mr nice guy, put you in the back
zip it up, take a p-ss before i hop back in the bag i mean
you in a better place
somehow i’m who you’d rather be

[hook]

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