Ron Browz - I'm Nice lyrics

[Hook: Ron Browz] Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a You don't think so? I think your b**h think so [Verse 1: Raekwon] I need three days to f** Paris, to gun and to do much carrots Pablo strength, I blow up a Dutch palace And flex on these Jays with waves on My swades is amazing, I'm holdin' them K's up in Barclays Test this face like Bronson Burner in your mouth, get kicked in ya Johnson, meet Jaeson [?] Big 4.5 on me [?], yeah Jump outta character, get ran on, I'm Usain Bolt Weird lightning bolts fly out the candle y'all Meet me at the spot all messiahs [?] real, no liars, I hate thieves I make [?] also, blow up your torso Chop fingers, chew you like dog bones Biscuit a** p**y [?] Talk, you're a p**y in my book bro [Hook: Ron Browz] Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a You don't think so? I think your b**h think so [Verse 2: Murda Mook] Tuckered out the OT, then I came here to cut you out Found a couple pieces, told them to figure the puzzle out It was all a dream, then I put the duffle out Gave 'em a ball of green, that's what I call a brussel out What the f** you 'bout? Nothing I'm the toughest mother f**a Comin' up this route, I'm buggin', put your knuckles out And I can show you better than I can tell you Now'days I'm landing on fans like Miguel do I put it all on the bread, that's [?] n***a Open up your chest like I'm lookin' for some treasure n***a I'mma let you ride but keep your sh** together n***a Now don't touch the radio or dirty up my leather n***a Got respect for El and Chef, both are dear to me All y'all other rap n***as scared of me They said don't f** with battle cause they wouldn't blow Now I just got more than you got paid for a show, wow [Hook: Ron Browz] Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a You don't think so? I think your b**h think so [Verse 3: LL Cool J] I'mma bad ma'f**a, rush n***as: Chris Tucker More harder than the ruckus, make your b**h lips pucker Baby boy against god, these bars is boxcutters Tiger with the putter's slick, t-t-t-talk a stutter When I'm bustin' out the Magnum I ain't talkin' 'bout the rubbers When I'm tuckin' these lames I ain't talkin' 'bout covers I divorced the game and remarried the ma'f**a sh** I'm cumming on myself, who wanna be my baby mother? Pause, Giant Andre, y'all b**hes fiancé LL Cool ain't nobody beyond Jay Red dots on heads, it's Queens and not Bombay Get a angle on you, leave your forehead concave Three decades gettin' the bricks shaved Gettin' their whips paid, you [?] switchblade Rambo to your jugular, f**in' baloney smugglers Nobody's f**ing with me, tell the morgue come and get me [Hook: Ron Browz] Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a Oh, yea, I'm nice n***a Yea, yea, I'm nice n***a You don't think so? I think your b**h think so