Nice

Talk to me nicely I make a movie when cannons come out They treat me like Spike Lee I'm from the Barrio, baby Now I might f*ck up some light cream Been that nigga since nineteen All in that Altima rolling up Za Za Women calling me papa It was just different We'd chill in the kitchen and whip up the chickens like Popeyes The birds in a bucket was all for the dockets We coming to run it up my guy Shorty like sipping on Mai Tais Half of her t-shirts is tie dye I mean, they know I like my women hippie So why lie Just keeping it G with you Oak cliff nigga but I got this bop from North Spruce Calling the shots and holding the courts too You be the judge of it People don't even refer to me by my government All in a trade mark office Arguing over my publishing Feet too deep in the mud and I'm stuck in it All for the love it Don't get it twisted though Like I won't won't I pop out in your projects Toting my biscuit though They told you I sold the pipe but I'm not a gigolo I came to ball They aught to be complementing the strength in pivot toe Blowing with shorties that's pick and roll Quick to pop out any minute though If you caught me on camera with her I was making her center fold Big stepper never seen my size in a Kenneth Cole They can tell the way I'm living throwed From the images I always give in quotes I did it to death plus I really live it So I can't help being this cynical Judging by the felling though I think I'm done playing nice From the north side I came up playin dice I learn to thrive in a spot they saying trife From the inside Still judging they way of life Like they way is right They miss me with all the back peddling when I'm straight foward I put them off the boat and they try to wake board it Still got the keys and the combination Trey is safe for it The fans will tell you we scale different if you wait for it At times I don't know how I take more Then I walk back in the booth and tell em straight like this Talk to me nicely