Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm away for a while
mufucka's wanna see me
mufucka's wanna see me in tha
wanna give me head
dollas in my bank
Soundscan the week out
on my dick
mufucka's talkin'
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 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 these nigga's lie down
I'm goin' for a while, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile =)
God Bless the child with style, nigga sicka than the West Nile
Who's king of the West
I'm my vest down, niggas ain't gonna kill shit
the fuck up,nigga, you ain't gon' kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be real crips, real bloods, real clappers
fuck rappin', these niggas'll push ya backwards
fasta Iraqi's when Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
nigga get a when The Game 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 clappin like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to prove my
from Kay Slay to DJ Clue 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 be runnin' 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 time, and i spit 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 Britney
I on these rap niggas like 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
back where I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You ya Lethal Injection, and I bought mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brotha bought it for me, used to call him Big Fa$e
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga, we shit
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I about ya little rappers talkin' shit
Stay out my business or you get a coffin quick
I ain't changed, same that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre his bars 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 baby, I gotta get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said you pay me, so I left her in A.Z.
That's what i get for lettin' her listen to my
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 don't dat
way back, and get your ass clapped ASAP
Nigga, this the
You beef, say that
I'll a hundred Hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up Crip sets, got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk his projects
so lame, talkin' he gang bang
Won't bust a shot, and tha nigga know where i
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the chain, the fact remains,The Game dont' rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun, 'n Game got a rappin' tongue, so that bastard's done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
I'm Ready To Die, but I wanna basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch I put my demo and the package for
After one I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hangin' crack in the hood
Now it's Aftermath for
Any nigga mention Dre get a Eagle shoved in his face
How that taste? Blow ya out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, 'em make you a grill
I cook beef like a on the grill
Got tha clips on hold, but I pharrel
Nigga I'm for real , my flow ill smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor blade under my
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, drop
Watch me take like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on lil' niggas like Doctor Dre's drums
Look at these tryin'a prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit gon' boost they 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 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, let's go find somethin' to do.