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) wanna see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches wanna give me
(A Million) in my bank account
(A Million) the first week out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my
(A Million) Motherfukka's talking

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better 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 brim
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 nigga's lie
I'm going away for awhile, it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
sicker than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, 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, real bloods, real
Fuck rappin, these will push ya grill backwards
Faster Iraqis when Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is harrassment
get a lawyer, when 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, Zab on the chin of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to prove my
from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 covers, nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I need 100
half of these rap nigga's just be running they mouth
The other half, in the ATL the south
10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom
I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out
Nigga, I'm so of time, and I spit better lines
rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel 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 to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like do Whitney
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if you tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the
Where Crips and shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
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 Marcus
And I heard about yo little rappers talking
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a quick
I ain't change, same nigga got off them bricks
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get shit 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 that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive maybach's
I'm gangster, and homey don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
this the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hurricane hoodies you lay at
Get yo clique wet, making up crip sets
got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
I'm ready to die, but I don't want a son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch, I put my in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was right 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 that
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 smoke in ya
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 these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre
at these motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a 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 skee , let me ask you a
If you take the 120 bars, put it the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go something to do