Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) Bitches wanna give me
(A Million) Dollars in my bank
(A Million) the first week out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my
(A Million) talking shyt

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a necklace
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black blood
Gave 300 bars, two mixtapes, and a DVD
I did it for the C.P.T.
Did it for New York, did it for
Ran hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down
I'm going for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who of the West now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, you ain't going to kill shit
don't kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis when Bush
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, Zab on the chin of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause half of these rap nigga's just be running mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 in the bank, 7 bedroom house
I'm rich, so on my birthday I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel I'm Kevin Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, tell the to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next going to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's Bobby do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, out the garbage
Where and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't
And you living in my shadow like Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers shit
out my family bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off them
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his bars is
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
I told 'em bomp, slow down
Got to get shit firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
what I get for letting her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take
Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga this the payback, you want beef.. say
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, up crip sets
Nigga got ran New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even through his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain
The fact remains, the game don't rap for
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
I'm to die, but I don't want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch, I put my demo in a for Sug
After one meeting, I was back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle in his fucking face
How taste?
Blow yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for
Call Nelly or Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, a steak on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I ain't
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, smoke in ya lungs
I Spit sharp a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm one, motherfukka bar none
Who else kick knowlegde outside of and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Flight like Tom Cruise in The Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre
Look at these motherfukka's trying to theyselves
beefing wit hurricane going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as that
Ask Dre, ask Snoop, I'm
I'm Cube, I'm Jacob, I put on "Ice"

A , let me ask you a question
If you take the 120 bars, put it the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, you get?
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go find to do