Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches wanna me head
(A Million) Dollars in my account
(A Million) Soundscan the first out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's 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
nigga's 300 bars, two mixtapes, and a DVD
I did it for the C.P.T.
Did it for New York, did it for
Ran through hip-hop, and made these lie down
I'm going away for awhile, it a California vacation
I it a Bentley with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the now
I'm putting my vest down, ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill
don't kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will ya grill backwards
than Iraqis when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The Game' for ya
My jab, like Zab on the chin of De La
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making noise
Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I 100 thou
Cause of these rap nigga's just be running they mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom
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 like I'm Kevin Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album going to like Britney
I beat on rap nigga's like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the
Where Crips and shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brother brought it for me, use to call him Big Face
But now, we brothers, nigga we ain't shit
And you living in my shadow like Marcus
And I heard about yo little rappers shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre his bars is sick
Getting on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause shit
I told 'em bomp, slow baby
Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her listen to my
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't maybach's
I'm gangster, and homey don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up crip
got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
from Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, 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 rap for fame
rap for fun, Game blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
I'm ready to die, but I don't a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the couch, I put my demo in a package for Sug
one meeting, I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling crack in the
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert shoved in his fucking face
How taste?
Blow yo shit out fa'real, im for real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I cook beef, a steak on a grill
Got the on hold, but I ain't Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, smoke in ya lungs
I sharp like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who else kick outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight like Tom in The Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye 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
add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the outta here man..
Go something to do