Luyện nghe bài hát N**** of the Century

Say you little son of a bitch, what you to be?
I'm big I wanna be a thug

You be a thug, huh?
What you about a thug, huh?
You wanna see the bad Look at Ice Cube, that's the bad guy
You people like him, can point your fingers

Huh? The you know about this shit?
You ready to Okay
is that, you ready?
'Cuz they ain't the bad guy, okay?

I'm the nigga of the
Oh, so zhuu a bad guy, c'mon it
C'mon, you you bad? How bad you are?

I'm the nigga of the
C'mon see how bad you are
C'mon bad guy,

We the worsest, all purpose, you want
We service, motherfuckers with curb dust
You heard us, shit make us nervous
Not even when fuckin' feds try to serve us

Mention me, you write it in your history
As a nigga with the key to the
Grand motta ain word mean shit to me
Who a fuck what they think and what they see

how I got to live, give what I got to give
Teach my kids positive, as as the negative
to raise better kids
The world needs a sedative, pray to God that we let him

'Cuz you're bad guy, I'm the of the century
The diamond scruff, all you better mention me
Me that's who it ain't no
Goin' down in history, niggas better me

You better mention me, I'm the of the century
Okay, all you better mention me
Me that's who it no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better me

A nigga told me to keep alive
Survive and '95, I'll get you
So I tried, had to swallow his pride
But look into my eyes, I'm too to cook fries

Twelfth graduation, summer vacation
Mama said, Get the facin' on them
Didn't know then, I was too young
Public school me dumb as a motherfucker

should I do in my life
Reverend Price, do you got some before I roll the dice
A nigga wanna shoot craps, 'cuz it ain't all fun and games
When you to get that money Mang

Gang bang, maintain a cane
TV got a nigga he can't use his brain
the fuck you talkin' 'bout, choose or lose
Bitch I don't know the motherfuckin' for real

you're bad guy, I'm the nigga of the century
The diamond scruff, all you niggas mention me
Me who it ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, niggas better me

You better me, I'm the nigga of the century
Okay, all you niggas mention me
Me that's who it ain't no
Goin' down in history, better mention me

Who am I when do or die
You can see a man's soul through the eye
Can't spend all your gettin' high
you and I got to do, for you and I

Actin' as a juvenile
Now my life depends on the outcome of a trial
Wait pow, these people ain't now
Got to bring 85 percent of the now

that, rather roll with the ruff pack
In the jet black, to ruff rap
It's quite simple, you bitche ass don't know
I've been through, the weather's presidential

The mental
I sell my soul to the for the perfect instrumental
And the two pencil
And all the hustle found in of my kinfolk

you're bad guy, I'm the nigga of the century
The diamond scruff, all you better mention me
Me that's who it no mystery
down in history, niggas better mention me

You better mention me, I'm the nigga of the
Okay, all you better mention me
Me who it ain't no mystery
Goin' down in history, of the century

Loko, take it easy Mang, you got it
You leave it the illest nigga to fuckin' shit
That's no problem with that, fuck that
Gonna have a fuckin' attack

over, everybody knows now
It's no secret
You know this motherfucker,
It's over, that's it, die bang, bang,

I got bomb, bomb
Ti-ti-tity, bomb, bomb,
I hit you, uhh