No More Mister Nice Guy

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Kool G Rap

Nathaniel Thomas Wilson (born July 20, 1968), better known by his stage names Kool G Rap (or simply G Rap, and originally Kool Genius of Rap) is an American rapper. He hails from the Corona neighborhood of Queens, New York City. He began his career in the mid-1980s as one half of the group Kool G Rap & DJ Polo and as a member of the Juice Crew. He is often cited as one of the most influential and skilled MCs of all time as he is a pioneer of mafioso rap/street/hardcore content and multisyllabic rhyming. On his album The Giancana Story, he stated that the "G" in his name stands for "Giancana" (after the mobster Sam Giancana), but on other occasions he's stated that it stands for "Genius". more »

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2012

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(Ah yeah) 
(Y'all Hip Hop hoes) 
(Check this out) 

(Bitch) 
Yeah bitch 
No more Mister Nice Guy 
y'all bitches check this shit out right here now 
Word up baby 
No more Mister Nice Guy 
F*ck all the bullshit 
F*ck all that nice shit 
No more Mister Nice Guy 

(You are not the sensitive man you used to be) 
I used to be romantic and considerate 
But now I hit the skins I jump right in, and then get rid of it 
Cause I remember when you used to treat me like a stepson 
You hung around for fun but yo, I wasn't gettin wet none 
Treated you like you was a star big as Madonna 
I took you out on dates to go eat steaks at Benny Harner's 
I called you on the telephone to see what you was doin 
Took a trip to the zoo and bulls were steady tryina do it 
??? but I didn't get my rocks off 
Talkin bout knockin boots, I didn't even get your socks off 
Tryin everything inside the book to get you naked 
I guess the candlelight dinners and Spinners records didn't make it 
But yo, I'm still ringin your bell holdin roses 
We might as well been Eskimos in clothes rubbin noses 
I woulda gave you stars from out the sky 
But soon as I got the pie 
Poof - no more Mister Nice Guy 

(You bitch) 
Bitch you're actin real funny with your pussy 
Yeah bitch 
No more Mister Nice Guy 
Bitch I been waitin for like a fuckin month and a half 
Word up baby 
No more Mister Nice Guy 
What the f*ck is the problem? 
What's the problem? 
F*ck that shit 
No more Mister Nice Guy 
F*ck you and your pussy 
(Bitch) 
(Ah yeah) 
(What's the matter, you're burning?) 

Thinkin bout the times I opened doors and pulled your chair out 
But now I got you stressed, lookin a mess pullin your hair out 
I used to come and shower you with mad flowers and candies 
But all that shit stopped when I got into the panties 
Now you're steady beggin me to bang her 
I come to bust a nut off of a blow job or f*ck you with my finger 
Before I got the cunt I was your little rubber-duckie 
But now you see me three times a month if you're lucky 
I used to buy you clothes as we doze in a pocanose 
Now you're gettin called all kinda hoes and a broken nose 
Took you out for movies and dinner 
Now I pack a snack and rent a blockbuster tape and run up in ya 
Before I woulda done anything to see you nude 
Now you ??? hump or gotta nease noff like Ebeneezer Scrooge 
It ain't no more pickin you up dressed out in a suit and tie 
Bitch, no more Mister Nice Guy 

Bitch, I'm tellin you right now 
It wasn't all that 
Aw f*ck you 
I don't want it no more 
Suck my dick 
F*ck your pussy 
This stinks 

When we first went to bed I used to leave your head spinnin 
But now I hit quick and give a speed stick while in it 
Yeah, I used flip you like Jack the Ripper the stripper 
Now I'm ready to date when I get lipstick on my zipper 
Just give me a cut, and all of a sudden 
I'm steady (nuttin) (nuttin) right on your shirt buttons 
So get a grip as my tip starts to sprinkle 
It drips from your lip to your hip to your ankle 
And that's for all the times you used to try to play me, baby 
My name ain't Miss Daisy, but thanks for the ride, lady 
Because you rode me like a hoe inside a rodeo 
And now the nitwit is moby dick-whipped like Toby-o 
I wish you would light a cigarette that I chain smoke 
The only coat i be puttin on is my raincoat 
I used to treat the hookers flier than sky high 
But now I'm a wise guy, no more Mister Nice Guy 

(You bitch) 
Now I hope you bitches understand 
I tried to tell you bitches 
Suck my dick 
Suck my dick 
F*ck all you bitches 
F*ck y'all 
No more Mister Nice Guy 
Suck my dick and suck my nipple 
Suck all our dicks bitch 
F*ck you 

No more Mister Nice Guy 
I don't give a f*ck no more bitch, now I'm maaaad 
No more Mister Nice Guy 
Come on, you bitches 

F*ck that bitch 
I'm really mad now 
I'm telling you 
You really got me pissed off 
I can't have the pussy no more? 
F*ck that bitch 
Even if I have to take it 
Don't make me take it 
I'm tellin you 
(Take that, muthafucka)

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