Mr. Nice Guy (Freestyle) lyrics

[Hook: Ace Hood]
No more mister nice guy
(You done f*cked up now)
From now on, I ain't lettin' sh*t slide
You ain't with the clique
Wasn't with me from the get
Now these n*ggas wanna di*k-ride
f*ck it
No more mister nice guy
Hate to introduce you all to that guy
f*ck it
No more mister nice guy

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
You lookin' at a lion in a dogfight
Shooters knock the bulb out your nightlight
n*gga, I'm the illest, that's in real life
Boy, you better chill, don't get gassed by the crowd hype
I can send a shot to make 'em act right
I suggest you go and get an ally
Know I got the heat, like I'm Pat Ri'
Beast of the South, wear the hat like a Rabbi
n*gga, I ain't impressed
n*gga, I ain't even flex
I ain't mentioned in your top five?
This the day that they regret it
f*ck 'em
Ballin' like the Rucker
Shout my n*gga P young blood they in trouble
They ain't on my level
Big stones in the bezel
I'm a ruler with the flows, n*ggas can't even measure
Whatcha sayin' n*gga?
I don't play games on the playground
I just go to bussin' like a Greyhound
Ain't the type of guy to ever wait 'round
Speakin' of the South, I'm the one who hold the weight down
Who the f*ck is these n*ggas?
Who the f*ck is these n*ggas?
I'm kinda sick in the head
Ask H-I-V who the motherf*ckin' illest
[Hook]
No more mister nice guy
From now on, I ain't lettin' sh*t slide
You ain't with the clique
Wasn't with me from the get
Now these n*ggas wanna di*k-ride
f*ck it
No more mister nice guy
Hate to introduce you all to that guy
f*ck it
No more mister nice guy

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
f*ck n*ggas around, I expose 'em
I am the one who the chosen
f*ck your devotion
I make 'em stir up commotion
I make 'em lock in and focus
b*tch, I'm a problem
Way too much chains on my collar
Hoes commit sin for a dollar
She just keep suckin'
Head is so good, she a scholar
Rolly on prezi Obama
I am a stoner
Pockets on Rosie O'Donnell
Loyalty's just what I honor
Out for the commas
Rap n*ggas don't want no drama
Just know I'm at 'em Yolanda
Ain't no more chillin'
I got more bars than a prison
I am on point with precision
Aim at your fitted
Dope as the coke in the kitchen
Ego too big for the business
I'm disrespectful, that's just the thing I intended
Testin', I don't recommend it
Stay on my pivot
My name I dare you to mention
Flow is on f*ckin' tremendous
Ya'll better warn everybody
I'm a young Vince Lombardi
f*ck you gon' teach to a coach, n*gga?
I tried told n*ggas
[Hook]
No more mister nice guy
From now on, I ain't lettin' sh*t slide
You ain't with the clique
Wasn't with me from the get
Now these n*ggas wanna di*k-ride
f*ck it
No more mister nice guy
Hate to introduce you all to that guy
f*ck it
No more mister nice guy

[Outro]
Oh! Now you f*cked up!
Now you f*cked up!
Now you f*cked up!
You have f*cked up now!