Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm away for a while
mufucka's see me dead
wanna see me in tha feds
bitches wanna give me
dollas in my account
Soundscan the week out
mufucka's on my
mufucka's 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 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 through hip hop and made these lie down
I'm away for a while, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley 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 gonna kill shit
Shut the up,nigga, you ain't gon' kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, kill rappers
And I be with real crips, real bloods, clappers
rappin', these niggas'll push ya grill backwards
fasta than Iraqi's when attacked'em
My flow
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual
nigga get a lawyer The Game comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a of Da Lahoya
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm makin' Hova
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 covers,nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16? I a hot hundred thou
'causez half of these rap 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 betta 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 next album gon' sell like
I on these rap niggas 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
Right back where I started, in Compton, out the garbage
Where Crips and shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You bought ya Lethal Injection, and I mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brotha bought it for me, they to call him Big Fa$e
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga, we ain't
And you livin' in my shadow like Marcus
And I heard about ya rappers talkin' shit
Stay out my family business or you get a coffin
I changed, same Nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre because his bars are
head on tha road 'cause his cars are sick
And he rymed so good I had to the shit
I her boomp, slow down baby, I gotta get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said fuck you pay me, so I her in A.Z.
That's what i get for lettin' her to my Jay-Z
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 play dat
Stand way back, and get your ass clapped
Nigga, the payback
You beef, say that
I'll have a hundred Hurricane where you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up Crip sets, nigga got ran outta New York by
Then he got ran Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk through his
Nigga so lame, talkin' he bang
Won't a shot, and tha nigga 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 Game got a rappin' tongue, so bastard's done
Be easy, I give 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 couch I put my and the package for Suge
After one meeting I was right back in the
Red bandana hangin' sellin' crack in the
Now Aftermath for good
Any nigga mention Dre get a Desert Eagle 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 ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor blade under my
Nigga, I'm one, motha fucka
Bar none, who kick knowledge outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
Watch me take flight like Tom in Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I beat on these lil' niggas Doctor Dre's drums
Look at these tryin'a prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit Hurricane gon' boost sells
that, muthafucka, I'm a clever 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, do you get? (a million) "Let's get tha fuck outta here, man, let's go find somethin' to do.