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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better it
All I is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black brim
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 made these nigga's lie
I'm away for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, ain't going to kill shit
Shut the up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
don't kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
Fuck rappin, these will push ya grill backwards
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, Zab on the chin of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the world clapping, just like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to my style
Went from to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, look at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I 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 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 Kevin
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album going to like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like Bobby do
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 shoot it out like Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to call him Big
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, same nigga that got off them
Got signed to Dr.Dre his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
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
a bitch, give 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
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole wet, making up crip sets
got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk his projects
Nigga so lame, talking he
Won't bust a shot, and the know where 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 rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass 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 demo in a 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 mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking
How taste?
Blow yo 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, smoke in ya lungs
I Spit like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who else kick knowlegde of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
at these motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost they
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a 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 skee , let me ask you a
If you take the 120 bars, put it the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck outta man..
Go find to do