Nigga Of The Century Lyrics
| Song | Nigga Of The Century |
| Artist | Ice Cube |
| Album | War & Peace Vol. 2 (The Peace Disc) (Explicit) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Otis Jackson, Jr. | |
| Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin' to be? | |
| --when i'm big i wanna be a thug-- | |
| --you wanna be a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah) | |
| What choo know (about) a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah) | |
| You wanna see the bad guy?! | |
| Look at Ice Cube (yeah yeah), that's the bad guy! | |
| You need people like him, can point cha fingas! | |
| Huh?! (yeah yeah) the **** you know about this shit?! | |
| You ready to die?! O - K A Y | |
| Where is that, you ready? | |
| Cuz they ain't touch the bad guy!!! oKay?-- | |
| I'm the nigga of the century | |
| --oh, so zhuu 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 lets see how bad you are | |
| C'mon bad guy! C'MOAWNL!!!-- | |
| (verse one) {:41} | |
| We the worsest, all purpose | |
| You want murderers? | |
| Well you Serve us, hattin' mother****ers with curb dust | |
| You heard us, don't shit make us nervous | |
| Not even when these ****in' feds try to serve us | |
| Mention me, when you write it in your history | |
| As a nigger with the key to the mistery | |
| Grand motta ain word don't mean shit to me | |
| Who gives a **** 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 seditive, pray to god that we let him live | |
| --Cuz 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 | |
| --O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me | |
| --Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| (verse two) {1:32} | |
| A nigga told me to keep hope alive | |
| Survive, and 95 'ill get you paradise | |
| So i tried, nigga had to swallow his pride | |
| But look into my eyes, i'm too wise to cook fries | |
| Twelveth grade graduation, summer vacation | |
| Mama said get the facin' on them applications | |
| Didn't know back then, i was too young | |
| Public school made me dumb as a mother****er | |
| What should i do in my life | |
| Reverend Price, do you got some advice | |
| Before i roll the dice | |
| A nigga don't wanna shoot craps, cuz it ain't all fun and games | |
| When you tryin' to get that money mang | |
| Gangbang, maintain or slang cane | |
| T.V. got a nigga where he can't use his brain | |
| What the **** you talkin' bout, choose or loose | |
| Bitch i don't know the mother****in' rules! (for real) | |
| --Cuz 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 | |
| --O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me | |
| --Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| (verse three) {2:36} | |
| Who am i when it's do or die | |
| You can see a man's sould thru the human eye | |
| Can't spend all your lifetime gettin' high | |
| Cuz you and i got to do, for you and i | |
| Acktin' wild as a jevenile | |
| Now my whole life depends on the outcome of a trial | |
| Wait-pow! these people ain't playin' now | |
| Got to bring 85 percent of the time now | |
| **** that, rather roll with the ruff pack | |
| In the jet black, listenin' to ruff rap | |
| See it's quite simple, you bitches ass niggas don't know | |
| What i've been thru, the weather's presedential | |
| The warfare's mental, i sell my soul to the lord | |
| For the perfect instrumental | |
| And the number two pencil | |
| And all the hussle found in chromasones of my kinfolk | |
| --Cuz 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 | |
| --O - K A Y !!!-- All you niggas better mention me | |
| --Me that's who!-- It ain't no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| --yeah, ok ok ok ok, call loko take it easy mang, choo got it! | |
| Choo leave it the ****in' illest nigga to ****in' shit you! | |
| Dess no problem withs that! gawn'na **** dat! | |
| June have a ****in' heart attack | |
| It's over! EVERYBODY KNOWS NOW! | |
| It's no ****in' secret | |
| Joo know dis mother****er, O - K A Y ?!! | |
| It's over! that's it, die !!! | |
| BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!! BANG !!!-- | |
| (Ice Cube - 'Pushsin Weight' sample) {4:03} | |
| ~I got that bomb...bomb...tit-tit... | |
| Tity-tit...tity-tity...tity bomb...bomb...bomb | |
| W-when I hit you uhh uhh uhh...~ |
| zuo qu : Otis Jackson, Jr. | |
| Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin' to be? | |
| when i' m big i wanna be a thug | |
| you wanna be a thug, huh?! yeah yeah | |
| What choo know about a thug, huh?! yeah yeah | |
| You wanna see the bad guy?! | |
| Look at Ice Cube yeah yeah, that' s the bad guy! | |
| You need people like him, can point cha fingas! | |
| Huh?! yeah yeah the you know about this shit?! | |
| You ready to die?! O K A Y | |
| Where is that, you ready? | |
| Cuz they ain' t touch the bad guy!!! oKay? | |
| I' m the nigga of the century | |
| oh, so zhuu 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 lets see how bad you are | |
| C' mon bad guy! C' MOAWNL!!! | |
| verse one : 41 | |
| We the worsest, all purpose | |
| You want murderers? | |
| Well you Serve us, hattin' mother ers with curb dust | |
| You heard us, don' t shit make us nervous | |
| Not even when these in' feds try to serve us | |
| Mention me, when you write it in your history | |
| As a nigger with the key to the mistery | |
| Grand motta ain word don' t mean shit to me | |
| Who gives a 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 seditive, pray to god that we let him live | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| O K A Y nbsp!!! All you niggas better mention me | |
| Me that' s who! It ain' t no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| verse two 1: 32 | |
| A nigga told me to keep hope alive | |
| Survive, and 95 ' ill get you paradise | |
| So i tried, nigga had to swallow his pride | |
| But look into my eyes, i' m too wise to cook fries | |
| Twelveth grade graduation, summer vacation | |
| Mama said get the facin' on them applications | |
| Didn' t know back then, i was too young | |
| Public school made me dumb as a mother er | |
| What should i do in my life | |
| Reverend Price, do you got some advice | |
| Before i roll the dice | |
| A nigga don' t wanna shoot craps, cuz it ain' t all fun and games | |
| When you tryin' to get that money mang | |
| Gangbang, maintain or slang cane | |
| T. V. got a nigga where he can' t use his brain | |
| What the you talkin' bout, choose or loose | |
| Bitch i don' t know the mother in' rules! for real | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| O K A Y nbsp!!! All you niggas better mention me | |
| Me that' s who! It ain' t no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| verse three 2: 36 | |
| Who am i when it' s do or die | |
| You can see a man' s sould thru the human eye | |
| Can' t spend all your lifetime gettin' high | |
| Cuz you and i got to do, for you and i | |
| Acktin' wild as a jevenile | |
| Now my whole life depends on the outcome of a trial | |
| Waitpow! these people ain' t playin' now | |
| Got to bring 85 percent of the time now | |
| that, rather roll with the ruff pack | |
| In the jet black, listenin' to ruff rap | |
| See it' s quite simple, you bitches ass niggas don' t know | |
| What i' ve been thru, the weather' s presedential | |
| The warfare' s mental, i sell my soul to the lord | |
| For the perfect instrumental | |
| And the number two pencil | |
| And all the hussle found in chromasones of my kinfolk | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| O K A Y nbsp!!! All you niggas better mention me | |
| Me that' s who! It ain' t no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| yeah, ok ok ok ok, call loko take it easy mang, choo got it! | |
| Choo leave it the in' illest nigga to in' shit you! | |
| Dess no problem withs that! gawn' na dat! | |
| June have a in' heart attack | |
| It' s over! EVERYBODY KNOWS NOW! | |
| It' s no in' secret | |
| Joo know dis mother er, O K A Y nbsp?!! | |
| It' s over! that' s it, die nbsp!!! | |
| BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! | |
| Ice Cube ' Pushsin Weight' sample 4: 03 | |
| I got that bomb... bomb... tittit... | |
| Titytit... titytity... tity bomb... bomb... bomb | |
| Wwhen I hit you uhh uhh uhh... |
| zuò qǔ : Otis Jackson, Jr. | |
| Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin' to be? | |
| when i' m big i wanna be a thug | |
| you wanna be a thug, huh?! yeah yeah | |
| What choo know about a thug, huh?! yeah yeah | |
| You wanna see the bad guy?! | |
| Look at Ice Cube yeah yeah, that' s the bad guy! | |
| You need people like him, can point cha fingas! | |
| Huh?! yeah yeah the you know about this shit?! | |
| You ready to die?! O K A Y | |
| Where is that, you ready? | |
| Cuz they ain' t touch the bad guy!!! oKay? | |
| I' m the nigga of the century | |
| oh, so zhuu 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 lets see how bad you are | |
| C' mon bad guy! C' MOAWNL!!! | |
| verse one : 41 | |
| We the worsest, all purpose | |
| You want murderers? | |
| Well you Serve us, hattin' mother ers with curb dust | |
| You heard us, don' t shit make us nervous | |
| Not even when these in' feds try to serve us | |
| Mention me, when you write it in your history | |
| As a nigger with the key to the mistery | |
| Grand motta ain word don' t mean shit to me | |
| Who gives a 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 seditive, pray to god that we let him live | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| O K A Y nbsp!!! All you niggas better mention me | |
| Me that' s who! It ain' t no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| verse two 1: 32 | |
| A nigga told me to keep hope alive | |
| Survive, and 95 ' ill get you paradise | |
| So i tried, nigga had to swallow his pride | |
| But look into my eyes, i' m too wise to cook fries | |
| Twelveth grade graduation, summer vacation | |
| Mama said get the facin' on them applications | |
| Didn' t know back then, i was too young | |
| Public school made me dumb as a mother er | |
| What should i do in my life | |
| Reverend Price, do you got some advice | |
| Before i roll the dice | |
| A nigga don' t wanna shoot craps, cuz it ain' t all fun and games | |
| When you tryin' to get that money mang | |
| Gangbang, maintain or slang cane | |
| T. V. got a nigga where he can' t use his brain | |
| What the you talkin' bout, choose or loose | |
| Bitch i don' t know the mother in' rules! for real | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| O K A Y nbsp!!! All you niggas better mention me | |
| Me that' s who! It ain' t no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| verse three 2: 36 | |
| Who am i when it' s do or die | |
| You can see a man' s sould thru the human eye | |
| Can' t spend all your lifetime gettin' high | |
| Cuz you and i got to do, for you and i | |
| Acktin' wild as a jevenile | |
| Now my whole life depends on the outcome of a trial | |
| Waitpow! these people ain' t playin' now | |
| Got to bring 85 percent of the time now | |
| that, rather roll with the ruff pack | |
| In the jet black, listenin' to ruff rap | |
| See it' s quite simple, you bitches ass niggas don' t know | |
| What i' ve been thru, the weather' s presedential | |
| The warfare' s mental, i sell my soul to the lord | |
| For the perfect instrumental | |
| And the number two pencil | |
| And all the hussle found in chromasones of my kinfolk | |
| Cuz 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 | |
| O K A Y nbsp!!! All you niggas better mention me | |
| Me that' s who! It ain' t no mystery | |
| Goin' down in history, niggas better mention me | |
| yeah, ok ok ok ok, call loko take it easy mang, choo got it! | |
| Choo leave it the in' illest nigga to in' shit you! | |
| Dess no problem withs that! gawn' na dat! | |
| June have a in' heart attack | |
| It' s over! EVERYBODY KNOWS NOW! | |
| It' s no in' secret | |
| Joo know dis mother er, O K A Y nbsp?!! | |
| It' s over! that' s it, die nbsp!!! | |
| BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! BANG nbsp!!! | |
| Ice Cube ' Pushsin Weight' sample 4: 03 | |
| I got that bomb... bomb... tittit... | |
| Titytit... titytity... tity bomb... bomb... bomb | |
| Wwhen I hit you uhh uhh uhh... |
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