Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while
mufucka's wanna see me
wanna see me in tha feds
bitches wanna me head
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 check up on it I'm a slim thug Cincinatti fitted with the red and black rim,
niggas 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' away for a while, call it a California
I call it a Bentley a smile =)
God Bless the child with incredible style, nigga sicka the West Nile
Who's of the West now?
I'm my vest down, niggas ain't gonna kill shit
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you gon' kill shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be with real crips, real bloods, real
fuck rappin', these niggas'll ya grill backwards
fasta than Iraqi's when Bush
My flow
pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
nigga get a lawyer The Game comin' for ya
My jab zab on a chin of Da Lahoya
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm makin' Hova
got tha whole clappin just like them Noya Boys
a juvenile, i had to prove my style
Went from Kay Slay to DJ then blaw(
20 covers,nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16? I need a hot thou
'causez of these rap niggas just be runnin' they mouth
The other half in the ATL runnin' the
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, rhymes
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get my dick
You with me? my next album gon' 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, to the 360, welcome to the 360
Right where I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where 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 him Big Fa$e
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga, we ain't
And you livin' in my like Marcus Vick
And I about ya little rappers talkin' shit
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 because his are sick
Gettin' head on tha road his cars are sick
And he rymed so I had to pause the shit
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 lettin' her listen to my
fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that
Dress up for the Grammys, but i don't drive Maybachs
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and homie don't dat
Stand way back, and get ass clapped ASAP
Nigga, this the
You beef, say that
I'll have a hundred Hurricane 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, he gang bang
Won't bust a shot, and tha know where i hang
I'm Big Kane in the platinum chain, the fact remains,The Game dont' rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game blast his gun, 'n got a rappin' tongue, so that bastard's done
Be easy, I might give you a this once
I'm Ready To Die, but I wanna basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the couch I put my demo and the package for Suge
one meeting I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hangin' sellin' crack in the
Now it's Aftermath for
Any nigga mention Dre get a Desert shoved in his face
How that taste? Blow ya out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em you a grill
I cook 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 my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motha
Bar none, who else kick knowledge Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, some
Watch me take flight like Tom in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I on these lil' niggas like Doctor Dre's drums
Look at mufucka's tryin'a prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit Hurricane gon' boost sells
that, muthafucka, I'm a clever 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 Federline, what do you get? (a million) "Let's get tha fuck outta here, man, let's go find somethin' to do.