Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a
wanna see me dead
mufucka's wanna see me in tha
bitches wanna give me
dollas in my account
the first week out
mufucka's on my
talkin' shit
hit a breakdown, 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 thug Cincinatti fitted the red and black rim, blood
gave 300 bars, 2 mixtapes, and a DVD
I did it for the CPT
Did it for New
Did it for
ran through hip hop and made nigga's lie down
I'm goin' away for a while, it a California vacation
I it a Bentley with a smile =)
God Bless the child with incredible style, sicka than the West Nile
king of the West now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't gonna shit
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you ain't kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be with real crips, real bloods, real
fuck rappin', these niggas'll ya grill backwards
fasta than Iraqi's when Bush
My flow
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, is sexual harrassment
nigga get a lawyer when The Game for ya
My jab like zab on a chin of Da
I'm tha boy, and I'm makin' Hova noise
got tha whole world clappin just like Noya Boys
a juvenile, i had to prove my style
Went from Kay to DJ Clue then blaw(
20 magizine covers,nigga at me now
You need a hot 16? I need a hot hundred
half of these rap niggas just be runnin' they mouth
The half in the ATL runnin' the South
10 mil in the bank, 7 house, i'm rich, so on my 30th birthday, I'm out
Nigga, i'm so ahead'a time, and i spit betta lines, betta
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I feel I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', the media, get off'a my dick
You with me? my next album sell like Britney
I beat on these rap niggas like do Whitney
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if ya tunin' in, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360
Right where I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You ya Lethal Injection, and I bought mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brotha it for me, they used to call him Big Fa$e
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga, we shit
And you livin' in my shadow like Marcus
And I heard about ya little rappers shit
Stay out my family business or you get a quick
I ain't changed, same Nigga that got off them
Got signed to Dr. Dre because his are sick
head on tha road 'cause his cars are sick
And he so good I had to pause the shit
I tell her boomp, slow down baby, I get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said you pay me, so I left her in A.Z.
That's what i get for lettin' her to my Jay-Z
fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll that
Dress up for the Grammys, but i still don't Maybachs
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and homie play dat
way back, and get your ass clapped ASAP
Nigga, the payback
You want beef, say
have a hundred Hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, up Crip sets, nigga got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran outta by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even through his projects
Nigga so lame, he gang bang
bust a shot, and tha nigga know where i hang
I'm Big Kane in the platinum chain, the fact remains,The Game dont' rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game blast his gun, 'n Game got a rappin' tongue, so that done
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
I'm To Die, but I don't wanna basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch I put my and the package for Suge
After one meeting I was right back in the
Red bandana hangin' crack in the hood
Now it's Aftermath for
Any nigga mention Dre get a Eagle shoved in his face
How that Blow ya shit out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em you a grill
I beef like a steak on the grill
Got tha clips on hold, but I ain't
Nigga I'm for real , my flow ill like in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, fucka
Bar none, who else kick outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
Watch me take like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil' niggas Doctor Dre's drums
Look at these mufucka's tryin'a theyselves
Thinkin' wit Hurricane gon' boost they sells
that, muthafucka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye West and slacks, nigga, I'm as as that
Ask Dre, ask Snoop, I'm
I'm Cube, I'm Jacob, I put on ice
"Hey, Skee, let me ask you a question-If you the 120 bars, put it with the 240 bars, then add a 360 bars, with one Kevin Federline, what do you get? (a million) "Let's get tha fuck outta here, man, let's go find somethin' to do.