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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a necklace
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 through hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie
I'm away for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers
rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The 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 prove my
from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 covers, nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I need 100
Cause half of these rap just be running they mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom
I'm rich, so on my birthday I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit better
Better everytime, nigga's 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 going 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, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, we ain't shit
And you living in my shadow Marcus Vick
And I about 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 bars is
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get shit firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck 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 still don't drive
I'm gangster, and homey don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hurricane hoodies you lay at
Get yo clique wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New York by
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even through his projects
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain
The fact remains, the game don't rap for
rap for fun, Game blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that done
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm ready to die, but I want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch, I put my demo in a for Sug
one meeting, I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle in his fucking face
How taste?
yo shit out fa'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 like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who else kick knowlegde outside of and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight like Tom in Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I beat on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre
at these motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking wit hurricane going 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 Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck here man..
Go something to do