Luyện nghe bài hát The Nigga Of The Century

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Live how I got to live, what I got to give
Teach my kids positive, as well as the
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 better mention me
Me that's who it no mystery
Goin' down in history, better mention me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who am I when do or die
You can see a man's soul through the eye
Can't 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, people ain't playin' now
Got to 85 percent of the time now

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

The warfare's
I sell my soul to the 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 scruff, all you niggas 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 of the century
Okay, all you niggas mention me
Me that's who it no mystery
Goin' down in history, nigga of the

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

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

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