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Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' for a while
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) Bitches give me head
(A Million) in my bank 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 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 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 it a Bentley with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you going to kill shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
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 coming for ya
My jab, Zab on the chin of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 covers, nigga look at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause half of 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 better lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Federline
it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next going to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
Right back 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 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, we ain't shit
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 quick
I ain't change, nigga that got off them bricks
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I told 'em bomp, slow baby
Got to get this shit 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
a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
have a hundred hurricane 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
bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain
The fact remains, the don't rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a this once
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 back in the
Red bandana hanging, selling crack in the
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
yo shit out fa'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 ain't
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like in ya lungs
I sharp like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, 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 Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit going to boost they 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 skee , let me ask you a
If you take the 120 bars, put it with the 240
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the outta here man..
Go something to do