paroles de chanson N**** of the Century (Edited) - Ice Cube
Say
you
little
son
of
a
bitch,
whatchu
tryin'
to
be?
(When
I'm
big,
I
wanna
be
a
thug)
(You
wanna
be
a
thug,
huh?
Whatchu
do
with
a
thug?
Huh?
You
wanna
see
a
bad
guy?
Look
at
Ice
Cube,
dat's
the
bad
guy!
You
need
people
like
him,
to
point
cha
fingers.
Huh?
The
fuck
you
know
about
this
shit?
You
ready
to
die?
Okay!
What
is
dat?
You
ready?
'Cause
here
comes
the
bad
guy.
Go
head)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(Oh
yes,
you
a
bad
guy,
c'mon
prove
it,
c'mon
you
think
you
bad?
How
bad
you
are?)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(C'mon
let's
see
how
bad
you
are
C'mon
bad
guy,
c'mon)
We
the
worsest,
all
purpose,
you
want
murders?
We
service,
hatin'
mother
fuckers
with
curb
dust
You
heard
us,
don't
shit
make
us
nervous
Not
even
when
these
fuckin'
feds
try
to
serve
us
Mention
me,
when
you
write
it
in
your
history
As
the
nigga
wit'
the
key
to
the
mystery
Grandma,
the
N-word
don't
mean
shit
to
me
Who
gives
a
fuck
what
they
think,
and
what
they
see
Live
how
I
got
to
live,
give
what
I
got
to
give
Teach
my
kids
positive,
as
well
as
the
negative
Hope
to
raise
better
kids
The
world
needs
a
sedative,
pray
to
God
that
we
let
'em
live
('Cause
you
bad
guy)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(The
diamond
scruff)
All
you
niggas
better
mention
me
(Me
that's
who)
It
ain't
no
mystery,
goin'
down
in
history,
niggas
better
mention
me
(You
better
mention
me)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(ok)
All
you
niggas
better
mention
me
(Me
that's
who)
It
ain't
no
mystery,
goin'
down
in
history,
nigga
of
the
century
A
nigga
told
me
to
keep
hope
alive
Survive,
a
9 to
5 will
get
you
paradise
So
I
tried,
nigga
had
to
swallow
his
pride
But
look
into
my
eyes,
I'm
too
wise
to
flip
fries
Twelfth
grade
graduation,
summer
vacation
Mama
said
get
the
face
in
all
them
applications
Didn't
know
back
then,
I
was
too
young
Public
school
made
me
dumb
as
a
motherfucker
What
should
I
do
wit'
my
life
Reverend
Price?
Do
you
got
some
advice,
before
I
roll
the
dice?
A
nigga
don't
want
to
shoot
craps
'Cause
it
ain't
all
fun
and
games
When
you
tryin'
to
get
that
money
mane
Gangbang,
maintain
or
slang
cane
T.V.
got
a
nigga
where
he
can't
use
his
brain
What
the
fuck
you
talkin'
bout,
choose
or
loose?
Bitch
I
don't
know
the
motherfuckin'
rules,
for
real
('Cause
you
bad
guy)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(The
diamond
scruff)
All
you
niggas
better
mention
me
(Me
that's
who)
It
ain't
no
mystery,
goin'
down
in
history,
niggas
better
mention
me
(You
better
mention
me)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(ok)
All
you
niggas
better
mention
me
(Me
that's
who)
It
ain't
no
mystery,
goin'
down
in
history,
nigga
of
the
century
Who
am
I
when
it's
do
or
die?
You
can
see
a
man's
soul
through
the
human
eye
Can't
spend
all
your
lifetime
gettin'
high
'Cause
you
and
I
got
to
do,
for
you
and
I
Actin'
wild
as
a
juvenile
Now
my
whole
life
depends
on
the
outcome
of
a
trial
Wait
pal,
these
people
ain't
playin'
now
Got
to
bring
85
percent
of
the
time
now
Fuck
that,
rather
roll
with
the
ruff
pack
In
the
jet
black,
listenin'
to
rough
rap
It's
quite
simple
You
bitch
ass
niggas
don't
know
what
I've
been
through
To
wear
this
presidential
The
warfare's
mental
I
sell
my
soul
to
the
Lord
for
the
perfect
instrumental
And
a
number
two
pencil
And
all
the
hustle
found
in
the
chromosomes
of
my
kinfolk
('Cause
you
bad
guy)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(The
diamond
scruff)
All
you
niggas
better
mention
me
(Me
that's
who)
It
ain't
no
mystery,
goin'
down
in
history,
niggas
better
mention
me
(You
better
mention
me)
I'm
the
nigga
of
the
century
(ok)
All
you
niggas
better
mention
me
(Me
that's
who)
It
ain't
no
mystery,
goin'
down
in
history,
nigga
of
the
century
(OK,
OK,
OK,
OK,
OK,
coho
loko
take
it
easy
mane,
choo
got
it
Choo
leave
mother
fuckin'
illest
nigga
of
the
fuckin'
century
There's
no
problem
with
that,
calm
the
fuck
down
Choo
gonna
have
a
fuckin'
heart
attack
It's
over,
everybody
knows
now
It's
no
fuckin'
secret
Choo
know
dis
motherfucker,
OK
It's
over,
that's
it,
die
Bang,
bang,
bang,
bang,
bang)
I
got
that
bomb,
bomb,
tit,
tit,
tit,
titty,
tit,
titty,
tit,
titty,
bomb,
bomb
When
I
hit
you,
uhh,
uhh,
uhh,
uhh,
uhh
1 24 Mo' Hours - Edited
2 Supreme Hustle - Edited
3 The Gutter S*** (Edited)
4 The Gutter S*** - Feat. Jayo Felony, Gangsta And Squeak Ru
5 You Ain't Gotta Lie (Ta Kick It)
6 You Ain't Gotta Lie (Ta Kick It) (Edited)
7 Hello - Edited
8 Hello (Edited)
9 You Can Do It - feat. Mack 10 and Ms Toi
10 Until We Rich
11 Waitin' Ta Hate - Edited
12 Record Company Pimpin' (Edited)
13 Dinner With the CEO (Insert) (Edited)
14 Can You Bounce? - Edited
15 Roll All Day - Edited
16 Gotta Be Insanity - Edited
17 Until We Rich (Edited)
18 Pimp Homeo (Insert) - Edited
19 Supreme Hustle - Edited
20 Mental Warfare (Insert) (Edited)
21 24 Mo' Hours - Edited
22 Mackin' And Driving (Insert) - Edited
23 Gotta Be Insanity - Edited
24 Roll All Day - Edited
25 Can You Bounce? - Edited
26 Waitin' Ta Hate - Edited
27 N**** of the Century (Edited)
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