Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a
mufucka's wanna see me
mufucka's see me in tha feds
bitches wanna give me
dollas in my bank
Soundscan the week out
on my dick
mufucka's talkin'
hit a breakdown, I'm the king, and you respect it
all i need is Beyonce,AND A necklace
Nigga, you can check up on it I'm a slim thug Cincinatti with the red and black rim, blood
gave 300 bars, 2 mixtapes, and a DVD
I did it for the CPT
Did it for New
Did it for
ran hip hop and made these nigga's lie down
I'm goin' for a while, call it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile =)
God Bless the child incredible style, nigga sicka than the West Nile
Who's of the West now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't gonna shit
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you ain't gon' shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, kill rappers
And I be with crips, real bloods, real clappers
fuck rappin', these push ya grill backwards
than Iraqi's when Bush attacked'em
My flow
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is harrassment
nigga get a when The Game comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a of Da Lahoya
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm Hova noise
got tha whole world clappin just like Noya Boys
a juvenile, i had to prove my style
Went from Kay to DJ Clue then blaw(
20 magizine covers,nigga at me now
You need a hot 16? I need a hot thou
'causez half of these rap niggas just be runnin' mouth
The other in the ATL runnin' the South
10 mil in the bank, 7 bedroom house, i'm rich, so on my birthday, I'm out
Nigga, i'm so time, and i spit betta lines, betta rhymes
Every time hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get my dick
You with me? my next album gon' sell Britney
I beat on these rap like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if ya tunin' in, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360
back where I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when was in his prime
You bought ya Lethal Injection, and I bought
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brotha bought it for me, they used to call him Big
But now, we brothers, nigga, we ain't shit
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about ya rappers talkin' shit
Stay out my family business or you get a quick
I ain't changed, Nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre because his bars are
Gettin' head on tha road 'cause his cars are
And he rymed so good I had to pause the
I tell her boomp, slow down baby, I gotta get this shit firm Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said fuck you pay me, so I her in A.Z.
That's what i get for her listen to my Jay-Z
fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll that
Dress up for the Grammys, but i still don't drive
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and homie don't dat
Stand way back, and get your ass ASAP
Nigga, the payback
You beef, say that
I'll have a hundred Hurricane hoodies you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up sets, nigga got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran outta by my set
Banned from Watts, can't walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, he gang bang
Won't a shot, and tha nigga know where i hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the chain, the fact remains,The Game dont' rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game blast his gun, 'n Game got a rappin' tongue, so that bastard's
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm Ready To Die, but I wanna basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch I put my and the package for Suge
After one meeting I was right in the hood
Red bandana hangin' sellin' in the hood
Now Aftermath for good
Any nigga Dre get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How taste? Blow ya shit out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em you a grill
I cook beef like a on the grill
Got tha clips on hold, but I pharrel
I'm for real , my flow ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a blade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, fucka
Bar none, who else kick knowledge Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
Watch me take flight like Tom in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil' niggas Doctor Dre's drums
Look at mufucka's tryin'a prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit gon' boost they sells
Never that, muthafucka, I'm a cat
West and slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as that
Ask Dre, ask Snoop, I'm
I'm Cube, I'm Jacob, I put on ice
"Hey, Skee, let me ask you a question-If you take the 120 bars, put it with the 240 bars, add a 360 bars, with one Kevin Federline, what do you get? (a million) "Let's get tha fuck outta here, man, let's go find somethin' to do.