Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) Bitches wanna me head
(A Million) in my bank account
(A Million) the first week 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 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 made nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
Nigga than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's going to kill shit
the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
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 Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to 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 nigga's just be running they
The half, in the ATL runnin' the south
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 lines
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 next album going to sell Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like do Whitney
No drama, no more 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 shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought
to '89, got my first 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 like Marcus
And I heard about yo little talking shit
out my family bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I change, same nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre his bars is sick
Getting on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause shit
I told 'em bomp, down 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, give me a 40, I'll take
Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole 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 walk through his
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The fact remains, the don't 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 in the hood
On the same couch, I put my in a package 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 fucking
How taste?
Blow yo shit out fa'real, im for real
Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
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 like a 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 Tom Cruise in The Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to theyselves
Thinking wit hurricane going to boost they sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever 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 the 120 bars, put it with the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, you get?
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go something to do