Luyện nghe bài hát 360

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches give me head
(A Million) in my bank account
(A Million) Soundscan the first out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) talking 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 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 these nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a California
I it a Bentley with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit style
sicker than West 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 ain't to kill shit
don't kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, Zab on the chin of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the whole world clapping, like the Nolia Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to prove my
Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause of these rap nigga's just be running they mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom
I'm rich, so on my birthday I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit better
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm 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 nigga's like Bobby do
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 where I started, in Compton, out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I mine
Rewind to '89, got my mixtape
My brother brought it for me, they use to him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers shit
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a quick
I ain't change, same that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his bars is
Getting head on the road, cause his cars is
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I told 'em bomp, slow down
Got to get this shit firm Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her 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 homey play dat
way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hoodies where you lay at
Get yo clique wet, making up crip sets
got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk his projects
Nigga so lame, talking he
bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game don't rap for
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
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 same couch, I put my demo in a for Sug
After one meeting, I was right in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo shit out fa'real, im for real
Call Nelly or Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, like a on a grill
Got the on hold, but I ain't Pharrell
I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like smoke in ya lungs
I Spit like a razorblade 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 Flight like Tom Cruise in The Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I beat on these lil like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane to boost they sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as as that
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.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go something to do