Luyện nghe bài hát 360

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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim 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 hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down
I'm going for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't going to kill
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill
than Iraqis when Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, Zab on the chin of De La Hoya
I'm the boy, and I'm making 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 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 other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 in the bank, 7 bedroom house
I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I 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 like Bobby 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 where I started, in Compton, out the garbage
Where Crips and shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, we ain't shit
And you living in my shadow like Vick
And I heard about yo rappers talking shit
Stay out my bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his is sick
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive
Nigga I'm gangster, and don't play dat
way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you want beef.. say
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up crip
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
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
Won't a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain
The fact remains, the game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
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 couch, I put my demo in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle in his fucking face
How that
yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for real
Call or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, like a 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 like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm one, motherfukka bar none
Who else kick knowlegde of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Take like Tom Cruise in The Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as
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 Kevin Federline, you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the outta here man..
Go find to do