Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a necklace
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black 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 hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a California
I call it a with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
Nigga sicker than 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 going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The Game' 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 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 they mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom
I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out
Nigga, I'm so of time, and I spit 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 to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album going to sell like
I beat on these rap like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if you just tuning in, 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, when was in his prime
You brought yo Injection, and I brought 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, nigga we shit
And you living in my shadow like 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 to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
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 firm 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
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, up crip sets
got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talking he
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 rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm to die, but I don't want 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 right in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling crack in the
Now it's, for good...
Any mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo out fa'real,
Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, like a steak on a
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, bar none
Who else kick knowlegde of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight like Tom in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre
Look at motherfukka's 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 , let me ask you a question
If you take the 120 bars, put it with the 240
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck outta man..
Go something to do