Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me
(A Million) wanna see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches give me head
(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 necklace
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black blood
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 lie down
I'm going away for awhile, it a California vacation
I call it a with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't going to shit
the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
Fuck rappin, these will push ya grill backwards
than Iraqis when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The 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 world clapping, just like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to my style
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, look at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I 100 thou
Cause half of these rap 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 rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin
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 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 where I started, in Compton, 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 mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brought it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, we ain't shit
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers 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 his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause 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
what I get for letting her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play dat
way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred 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
Banned from Watts, can't walk through his projects
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
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
I'm ready to die, but I don't want a son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch, I put my demo in a for Sug
After one meeting, I was right back in the
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How taste?
Blow yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
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 sharp like a razorblade my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who else knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
me Take Flight like 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 trying to prove 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 skee , let me ask you a
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.. lets get the outta here man..
Go find to do