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

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

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

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

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

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

We the worsest, all purpose, you want
We service, hatin' motherfuckers with dust
You heard us, don't shit make us
Not even when these fuckin' feds try to us

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

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

'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
Goin' down in history, better mention me

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

A nigga told me to keep alive
Survive and '95, get you paradise
So I tried, nigga had to 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 back then, I was too
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 don't wanna shoot craps, 'cuz it ain't all fun and
When you tryin' to get that money

bang, maintain a slang cane
TV got a nigga where he use his brain
What the fuck you talkin' 'bout, choose or
Bitch I don't know the motherfuckin' rules for

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

You mention me, I'm the nigga of the century
Okay, all you niggas mention me
Me that's who it ain't no
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
spend all your lifetime gettin' high
you and I got to do, for you and I

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's over, everybody now
It's no fuckin'
You know motherfucker, okay
It's over, it, die bang, bang, bang

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