Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a
mufucka's wanna see me
wanna see me in tha feds
bitches wanna me head
in my bank account
Soundscan the first out
mufucka's on my
talkin' shit
hit a breakdown, I'm the king, and you better it
all i need is Beyonce,AND A Rockafella
Nigga, you can check up on it I'm a slim Cincinatti fitted 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 through hip hop and made 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 with incredible style, nigga sicka than the West
king of the West now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't gonna kill
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you ain't gon' shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be with real crips, real bloods, clappers
fuck rappin', these niggas'll push ya grill
than Iraqi's when Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, is sexual harrassment
get a lawyer when The Game comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a of Da Lahoya
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm makin' noise
got tha whole clappin just like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to my style
Went from Kay Slay to DJ then blaw(
20 covers,nigga look at me now
You a hot 16? I need a hot hundred thou
'causez half of these rap just be runnin' they mouth
The other in the ATL runnin' the South
10 mil in the bank, 7 house, i'm rich, so on my 30th birthday, I'm out
Nigga, i'm so ahead'a time, and i spit betta lines, betta
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I like I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get off'a my
You with me? my next album gon' like Britney
I beat on these rap niggas like Bobby do
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if ya just tunin' in, to the 360, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360
Right where I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You ya Lethal Injection, and I bought mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My bought it for me, they used to call him Big Fa$e
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga, we ain't
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about ya rappers talkin' shit
out my family business or you get a coffin quick
I ain't changed, same Nigga that got off them
Got signed to Dr. Dre his bars are sick
Gettin' head on tha 'cause his cars are sick
And he so good I had to pause the shit
I tell her boomp, slow down baby, I get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said you pay me, so I left her in A.Z.
what i get for lettin' 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 play dat
Stand way back, and get your ass ASAP
Nigga, the payback
You beef, say that
I'll have a hundred hoodies where you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up Crip sets, nigga got ran outta New by Dipset
Then he got ran outta by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
so lame, talkin' he gang bang
Won't a shot, and tha nigga know where i hang
I'm Big Daddy in the platinum 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 you a pass this once
I'm Ready To Die, but I don't wanna son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch I put my and the package for Suge
After one I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hangin' crack in the hood
Now it's for good
Any nigga Dre get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How taste? Blow ya shit out fa real
Call Nelly or Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I beef like a steak on the grill
Got tha clips on hold, but I ain't
Nigga I'm for real , my flow ill smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motha
Bar none, who else knowledge outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, some
Watch me flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil' niggas like Dre's drums
Look at these mufucka's prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit gon' boost they sells
that, muthafucka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye West and slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as
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, then add a 360 bars, one Kevin Federline, what do you get? (a million) "Let's get tha fuck outta here, man, let's go find somethin' to do.