Luyện nghe bài hát 360

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

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 black brim
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 made these lie down
I'm going for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
Nigga sicker 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 going to kill
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya backwards
Faster than Iraqis when Bush
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to 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 the south
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
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 album going to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap like Bobby do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother brought it for me, use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, we ain't shit
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 that got off bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get shit firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take 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 ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you want beef.. say
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo clique wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New by Dipset
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The fact remains, the don't rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
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
After one meeting, I was right in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How taste?
Blow yo out fa'real, Nigga im for real
Nelly or Paul Wall, tell '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, like smoke in ya
I sharp like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who kick knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker 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 like Dr. Dre drums
at these motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever 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 , let me ask you a question
If you take the 120 bars, put it the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the outta here man..
Go something to do