Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead
(A Million) wanna see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches wanna me head
(A Million) in my bank account
(A Million) Soundscan the first out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my
(A Million) Motherfukka's talking

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Thug
fitted, wit the red and black brim blood
Gave 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 these nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a vacation
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
Nigga than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't going to shit
Shut the up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
Fuck rappin, nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the world clapping, just like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to my style
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 covers, nigga look at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause half of these rap nigga's just be running they
The half, in the ATL runnin' the south
10 Mill in the bank, 7 house
I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit better
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my
You wit me, my album going to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like Bobby do
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if you just in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brother brought it for me, use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't
And you living in my shadow 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 them
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his bars is
Getting head on the road, cause his cars is
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get this shit like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her listen to my
a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that
I'll have a hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up sets
Nigga got ran outta New York by
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk through his
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know where I
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the don't rap for fame
rap for fun, Game blast his gun
the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm ready to die, but I don't a bastard 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, selling in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How taste?
yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em you a grill
I cook beef, like a on a grill
Got the on hold, but I ain't Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, smoke in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a razorblade under my
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who kick knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight Tom Cruise in The Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil nigga's Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to prove
Thinking beefing wit going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
West 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 something to do