Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm 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 give me
(A Million) Dollars in my account
(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 respect it
All I is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim
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 lie down
I'm going away for awhile, it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
sicker than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't to kill shit
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
Faster Iraqis when Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the chin of De La
I'm the boy, and I'm making Hova noise
Got the world clapping, just like 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 half of these rap nigga's just be running they
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 Mill in the bank, 7 house
I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit 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 sell Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's Bobby do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you just in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
back where 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 Lethal Injection, and I brought
Rewind to '89, got my first
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 Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers talking
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin
I ain't change, nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
Getting head on the road, his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
I told 'em bomp, slow down
Got to get this shit firm 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, take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up sets
Nigga got ran outta New by Dipset
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
Won't a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain
The remains, the game don't rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so bastards done
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
I'm ready to die, but I want 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, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert shoved in his fucking face
How taste?
Blow yo out fa'real, Nigga im for real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, 'em make you a grill
I beef, like a steak on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, smoke in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a 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 Take like Tom Cruise in The Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I beat on these lil like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to prove
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost they
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as 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 the 120 bars, put it with the 240 bars
add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go find to do