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 account
(A Million) Soundscan the first out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's shyt

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a 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 hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down
I'm going for awhile, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile
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 going to kill shit
Rappers don't rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill
than Iraqis when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
pussies is my job, you a bitch, this 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
from 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 just be running they
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 ahead of time, and I better lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel 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 sell Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like Bobby do
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we brothers, nigga we ain't shit
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo rappers talking shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin
I ain't change, same nigga that got off bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I told 'em bomp, slow baby
Got to get this shit like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck 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 drive 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
I'll have a hundred hurricane hoodies you lay at
Get yo whole wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New by Dipset
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, even walk through his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The fact remains, the game 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 this once
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 couch, I put my demo in a package for Sug
one meeting, I was right back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
yo shit out fa'real,
Call Nelly or 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, smoke in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a razorblade under my
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who kick knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Flight 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 motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking wit hurricane going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
Kanye in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as that
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
add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you get?
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go something to do