Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away 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) in my bank account
(A Million) the first week out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my
(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
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 away for awhile, call it a vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the 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 nigga's will push ya backwards
Faster Iraqis when 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 of De La Hoya
I'm the boy, and I'm making Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, just like the Nolia
Since a juvenile, I had to prove my
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I need 100
Cause half of these rap nigga's be running they mouth
The half, in the ATL runnin' the south
10 in the bank, 7 bedroom house
I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out
Nigga, I'm so of time, and I spit better lines
rhymes 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 going to sell like Britney
I on these rap nigga's like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no beef 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 Bloods shoot it out like Pearl
That was '95, when was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to call him Big
But now, we brothers, nigga we ain't shit
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard yo little rappers talking shit
Stay out my bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his bars is
Getting head on the road, cause his is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I told 'em bomp, slow baby
Got to get this shit like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for her listen to my Jay-Z
a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't maybach's
I'm gangster, and homey don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that
I'll have a hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, even walk through his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so bastards done
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
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 couch, I put my demo 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 in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo shit out fa'real, Nigga im for
Call or Paul Wall, tell 'em make 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, like in ya lungs
I sharp like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who kick knowlegde outside of Hova 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 lost one
I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit 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, what you
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck here man..
Go something to do