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) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) Bitches wanna me head
(A Million) Dollars in my account
(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 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 brim 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 nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
sicker than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm my vest down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
get a lawyer, when 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the of De La Hoya
I'm the boy, and I'm making Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, 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 half, in the ATL runnin' the south
10 Mill in the bank, 7 house
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 media to get off of my
You wit me, my next album going to like Britney
I on these rap nigga's like 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)
back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brought it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we shit
And you living in my like Marcus Vick
And I about yo little rappers talking shit
out my family bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre 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, down 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 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 don't maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and 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, even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talking he
Won't bust a shot, and the know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The remains, the game don't rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game his gun
the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm to die, but I don't want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
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 in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How taste?
yo shit out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Wall, tell '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 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 Flight like Tom in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil nigga's Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost they
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as
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
add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck outta man..
Go something to do