Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while
(A Million) wanna 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) Soundscan the first out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's shyt

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 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 these 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 Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
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 golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the world clapping, just like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to my style
Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I need 100
Cause half of these rap nigga's just be they mouth
The other half, in the ATL the south
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, hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my album going to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap like Bobby 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 I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't
And you living in my shadow like Marcus
And I heard about yo little rappers shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin
I ain't change, same nigga got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
Getting head on the road, his cars is sick
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her listen to my
Fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play dat
way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hurricane hoodies 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, can't even through his projects
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the know where I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that done
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm ready to die, but I want a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch, I put my demo in a for Sug
one meeting, I was right back 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
yo shit out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I beef, like a steak on a grill
Got the clipse on hold, but I Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who else kick knowlegde outside of and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre
Look at these motherfukka's trying to prove
Thinking beefing wit hurricane to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
West 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
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck outta man..
Go something to do