Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' for a while
(A Million) wanna see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) Bitches wanna give me
(A Million) Dollars in my bank
(A Million) the first week out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's talking

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 Slim
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and 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 made nigga's lie down
I'm going for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit style
Nigga sicker than Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis when Bush
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the chin of De La
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making noise
Got the whole clapping, just like the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went from to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, look at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause half of rap nigga's 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 everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods it out like Pearl Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to call him Big
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't
And you living in my shadow Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little talking shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin
I ain't change, same that got off them bricks
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his cars is
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I told 'em bomp, slow baby
Got to get this shit firm Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's 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 don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga this the payback, you want beef.. say
I'll a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo clique wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
from Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, 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 don't rap for
rap for fun, Game blast his gun
the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
I'm to die, but I don't want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch, I put my in a package for Sug
one meeting, I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I beef, like a steak on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I ain't
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like smoke in ya
I Spit sharp a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who else kick outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane to boost they sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever 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 skee , let me ask you a
If you take the 120 bars, put it the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck outta man..
Go something to do