Luyện nghe bài hát 360

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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better it
All I is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and brim 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 through hip-hop, and these nigga's lie down
I'm away for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
sicker than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis when Bush
My flow semi-automatic,
pussies 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 of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the whole world clapping, just like the Nolia
Since a juvenile, I had to my style
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, look 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 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 better lines
Better rhymes everytime, hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album going to like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
Right back I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Injection, and I brought mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't
And you living in my shadow like Marcus
And I about yo little rappers talking shit
Stay out my bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga got off them bricks
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his cars is
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get this shit like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
this the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hurricane 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
Banned from Watts, can't walk through his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know where I
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The fact remains, the don't rap for fame
rap for fun, Game blast his gun
the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
I'm to die, but I don't want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch, I put my in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was right in the hood
Red hanging, selling crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How taste?
yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em you a grill
I cook beef, like a on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a razorblade under my
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who else kick knowlegde outside of 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 just one
I beat on lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
beefing wit hurricane going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as
Ask Dre, ask Snoop, I'm
I'm Cube, I'm Jacob, I put on "Ice"

A skee , let me ask you a
If you take the 120 bars, put it with the 240
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck here man..
Go something to do