Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black blood
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 these nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a California
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga sicker than Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching 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 Hova noise
Got the whole clapping, just like 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 a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause half of these rap nigga's be running they 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 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, tell the to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album going to sell Britney
I beat on rap nigga's like 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)
Right where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we shit
And you living in my shadow Marcus Vick
And I heard yo little rappers talking shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin
I ain't change, 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 this shit
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 her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and don't play dat
way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up sets
Nigga got ran outta New York by
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talking he
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the don't rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards
Be easy, I might give you a this once
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
one meeting, I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling crack in the
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How taste?
yo shit out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I cook beef, like a steak on a
Got the clipse on hold, but I Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my ill, like smoke in ya lungs
I Spit like a razorblade 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 Flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to theyselves
Thinking wit hurricane going to boost they sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever 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 with the 240
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go something to do