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

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

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

The fuck 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 a bad guy, c'mon prove it
C'mon, you think you How bad you are?

I'm the of the century
let's see how bad you are
C'mon bad guy,

We the worsest, all purpose, you murderers?
We service, hatin' motherfuckers curb dust
You heard us, don't shit make us
Not even these fuckin' feds try to serve us

Mention me, when you it in your history
As a nigga the key to the mystery
Grand motta ain don't mean shit to me
Who gives a fuck what they and what they see

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gang bang, a slang 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 rules for real

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

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

Who am I it's do or die
You can see a man's soul through the eye
Can't spend all lifetime 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 ain't playin' now
Got to bring 85 percent of the now

Fuck that, rather roll the ruff pack
In the jet black, to ruff rap
quite simple, you bitche ass niggas don't know
What been through, the weather's presidential

The mental
I sell my soul to the lord for the instrumental
And the number two
And all the hustle in chromosomes of my kinfolk

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

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

Call Loko, 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' heart

over, everybody knows now
It's no fuckin'
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