Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' for a while
mufucka's wanna see me
mufucka's see me in tha feds
bitches wanna give me
dollas in my account
the first week 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 necklace
Nigga, you can up on it I'm a slim thug 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 these nigga's lie down
I'm goin' away for a while, call it a California
I call it a Bentley a smile =)
God Bless the child with incredible style, nigga sicka than the West
Who's of the West now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, ain't gonna kill shit
the fuck up,nigga, you ain't gon' kill shit
Rappers don't rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be with real crips, real bloods, real
fuck rappin', these niggas'll push ya grill
fasta Iraqi's when Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
Touch'n is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
get a lawyer when The Game comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a chin of Da
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm makin' Hova
got tha whole world clappin like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to my style
from Kay Slay to DJ Clue then blaw(
20 covers,nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16? I need a hot thou
'causez half of these rap just be runnin' they mouth
The half 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 ahead'a time, and i spit lines, betta rhymes
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get off'a my
You me? my next album gon' sell like Britney
I beat on these rap like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no 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, Cube was in his prime
You bought ya Injection, and I bought mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brotha bought it for me, they used to call him Big
But now, we brothers, nigga, we ain't shit
And you livin' in my shadow like Vick
And I heard ya little rappers talkin' shit
Stay out my family business or you get a coffin
I ain't changed, same Nigga got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre because his are sick
Gettin' head on tha road 'cause his cars are
And he rymed so good I had to the shit
I tell her boomp, slow down baby, I get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said fuck you pay me, so I her in A.Z.
That's i get for lettin' her listen to my Jay-Z
fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll that
up for the Grammys, but i still don't drive Maybachs
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and homie play dat
Stand way back, and get your ass clapped
Nigga, the payback
You want beef, say
I'll have a hundred Hurricane hoodies you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up Crip sets, nigga got ran New York by Dipset
he got ran outta Compton by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talkin' he bang
Won't bust a shot, and tha nigga where i hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the platinum chain, the 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 basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same I put my demo and the package for Suge
After one I was right back in the hood
Red bandana sellin' crack in the hood
Now it's Aftermath for
Any nigga Dre get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How that taste? Blow ya out fa real
Call Nelly or Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef like a steak on the
Got tha clips on hold, but I pharrel
Nigga I'm for real , my ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, a razor blade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, fucka
Bar none, who else knowledge outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
Watch me take like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil' niggas like Dre's drums
Look at these mufucka's tryin'a prove
Thinkin' beefin' wit gon' boost they sells
Never that, muthafucka, I'm a cat
Kanye 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, 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.