Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and 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 for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
Fuck rappin, nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis when attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making noise
Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove 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 mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 Mill in the bank, 7 house
I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out
Nigga, I'm so of time, and I spit better lines
Better rhymes everytime, 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 album going to 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 yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brother 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 Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers shit
Stay out my bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off them
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
Getting on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
what I get for letting her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take that
up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga this the payback, you want beef.. say
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up sets
Nigga got ran outta New by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk 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 game gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards
Be easy, I might you a pass this 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 in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking
How taste?
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I beef, like a steak on a grill
Got the on hold, but I ain't Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my ill, like smoke in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a razorblade 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, drop some(tm)
Watch me Take like Tom Cruise in 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 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.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go something to do