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 me head
(A Million) Dollars in my bank
(A Million) the first week out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) talking shyt

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 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 made these lie down
I'm going for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
sicker than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The 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 like the Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to my style
Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and
20 Magazine covers, look at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause of these rap nigga's just be running they mouth
The half, in the ATL runnin' the south
10 in the bank, 7 bedroom 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, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin
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 rap nigga's like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if you tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brought 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 Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little talking shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin
I change, same nigga that got off them bricks
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I told 'em bomp, down baby
Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive
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
I'll have a hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New York by
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk through his
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The fact remains, the game 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 ready to die, but I want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch, I put my demo in a 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 Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em you a grill
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, like in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a under my tongue
Nigga, I'm one, motherfukka bar none
Who else kick outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Flight 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 to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost they
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 , let me ask you a question
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