Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) wanna give me head
(A Million) in my bank account
(A Million) Soundscan the first out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's shyt

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better it
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black brim
nigga's 300 bars, two mixtapes, and a DVD
I did it for the C.P.T.
Did it for New York, did it for
Ran through hip-hop, and made these lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a California
I it a Bentley with a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's going to kill shit
Shut the up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The Game' for ya
My jab, like Zab on the chin of De La
I'm the golden boy, and I'm Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause half of these rap just be running they mouth
The other half, in the ATL the south
10 Mill in the bank, 7 house
I'm rich, so on my birthday I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I better lines
Better rhymes everytime, hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my
You wit me, my next album going to sell Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like do Whitney
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if you just in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to call him Big
But now, we ain't brothers, we ain't shit
And you living in my like Marcus Vick
And I heard yo little rappers talking shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I told 'em bomp, slow baby
Got to get shit firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
what I get for letting her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hurricane where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up sets
got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The fact remains, the game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
I'm ready to die, but I don't want a son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch, I put my demo in a for Sug
After one meeting, I was right back in the
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking
How taste?
Blow yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for
Call or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, a steak on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I Pharrell
I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like smoke in ya lungs
I sharp like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who else knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight like Tom in The Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
at these motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
Kanye in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as that
Ask Dre, ask Snoop, I'm
I'm Cube, I'm Jacob, I put on "Ice"

A , let me ask you a question
If you take the 120 bars, put it the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the outta here man..
Go find to do