Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

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

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 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 nigga's lie
I'm going for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga than 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, you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these will push ya grill backwards
Faster Iraqis when Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, 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 golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove 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 half of these rap nigga's just be running they
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
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, 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 drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we brothers, nigga we ain't shit
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 ain't change, same that got off them bricks
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his cars is
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
I told 'em bomp, down baby
Got to get this shit firm Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's I get for letting her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that
up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
this the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo clique wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New York by
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, 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 game 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 this once
I'm ready to die, but I want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the couch, I put my demo in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, like a on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I ain't
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like smoke in ya
I Spit sharp like a razorblade 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, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I beat on lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these trying to prove theyselves
beefing wit hurricane going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a 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
add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go find to do