Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while
mufucka's see me dead
wanna see me in tha feds
bitches wanna give me
dollas in my bank
the first week out
mufucka's on my
mufucka's talkin'
hit a breakdown, I'm the king, and you respect it
all i need is Beyonce,AND A Rockafella
Nigga, you can check up on it I'm a thug Cincinatti fitted with the red and black rim, blood
niggas 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' away for a while, call it a California
I it a Bentley with a smile =)
God Bless the with incredible style, nigga sicka than the West Nile
Who's king of the West
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't kill shit
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you ain't kill shit
don't kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be with real crips, real bloods, clappers
fuck rappin', these niggas'll ya grill backwards
fasta than Iraqi's Bush attacked'em
My flow
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, is sexual harrassment
nigga get a lawyer when The 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 just like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to my style
Went from Kay Slay to DJ 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 they mouth
The other half in the ATL the South
10 mil in the bank, 7 bedroom house, i'm rich, so on my birthday, I'm out
Nigga, i'm so ahead'a time, and i spit lines, betta rhymes
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I like I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', the media, get off'a my dick
You with me? my album gon' sell like Britney
I beat on these rap niggas Bobby do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if ya just tunin' in, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360, to the 360
Right back I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when was in his prime
You bought ya Lethal Injection, and I mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brotha 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 little rappers talkin'
Stay out my family or you get a coffin quick
I ain't changed, same Nigga that got off bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre his bars are sick
Gettin' head on tha road 'cause his are sick
And he so good I had to pause the shit
I tell her boomp, slow down baby, I gotta get this shit like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She fuck 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 take
Dress up for the Grammys, but i still don't Maybachs
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and don't play dat
Stand way back, and get your ass clapped
Nigga, this the
You want beef, say
I'll have a Hurricane hoodies where 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
from Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talkin' he bang
Won't bust a shot, and tha nigga know where i
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the platinum chain, the fact remains,The dont' rap for fame
rap for fun, Game blast his gun, 'n Game got a rappin' tongue, so that bastard's done
Be easy, I might give you a pass 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 meeting I was right in the hood
Red bandana sellin' crack in the hood
Now it's for good
Any mention Dre get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How that taste? 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 ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor blade under my
Nigga, I'm one, motha fucka
Bar none, who else knowledge outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, some
Watch me take flight Tom Cruise 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
Kanye West and slacks, nigga, I'm as 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, then add a 360 bars, with one Kevin Federline, what do you get? (a million) "Let's get tha fuck outta here, man, go find somethin' to do.