Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a
mufucka's see me dead
wanna see me in tha feds
bitches wanna give me
dollas in my account
Soundscan the week out
on my dick
mufucka's shit
hit a breakdown, I'm the king, and you respect it
all i need is Beyonce,AND A necklace
Nigga, you can check up on it I'm a slim thug Cincinatti fitted 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 these lie down
I'm away for a while, call it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile =)
God Bless the child incredible style, nigga sicka than the West Nile
king of the West now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't gonna shit
Shut the up,nigga, you ain't gon' kill shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be real crips, real bloods, real clappers
fuck rappin', these push ya grill backwards
fasta than when Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is harrassment
nigga get a 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 clappin just like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to prove my
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 half of rap niggas just be runnin' they mouth
The half in the ATL runnin' the South
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 lines, betta rhymes
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I feel I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get my dick
You me? my next album gon' sell like Britney
I beat on these rap niggas like Bobby do
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if ya just tunin' in, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360, to the 360
Right back where I started, in Compton, takin' out the
Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You bought ya Lethal Injection, and I bought
Rewind to '89, got my 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 livin' in my shadow like Marcus
And I heard about ya rappers talkin' shit
out my family business or you get a coffin quick
I ain't changed, Nigga that got off them bricks
Got to Dr. Dre because his bars are sick
Gettin' head on tha road 'cause his are sick
And he rymed so I had to pause the shit
I tell her boomp, down baby, I gotta get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She fuck you pay me, so I left 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
up for the Grammys, but i still don't drive Maybachs
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and don't play dat
Stand way back, and get ass clapped ASAP
Nigga, this the
You want beef, say
I'll have a Hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up Crip sets, got ran outta New York by Dipset
he got ran outta Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talkin' he bang
Won't bust a shot, and tha nigga know i hang
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 once
I'm To Die, but I don't 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
After one meeting I was right in the hood
Red bandana hangin' crack in the hood
Now Aftermath for good
Any nigga mention Dre get a Desert shoved in his face
How taste? Blow ya shit out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I cook beef a steak on the grill
Got tha clips on hold, but I pharrel
Nigga I'm for real , my ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor blade under my
Nigga, I'm number one, motha
Bar none, who else kick outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
Watch me flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these niggas like Doctor Dre's drums
at these mufucka's tryin'a prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit Hurricane gon' boost 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 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, let's go find somethin' to do.