Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm away for a while
(A Million) wanna see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) Bitches wanna me head
(A Million) Dollars in my bank
(A Million) Soundscan the week out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my
(A Million) talking shyt

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better it
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim
fitted, wit the red and black 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 away for awhile, it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD bless the child, wit style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya backwards
Faster Iraqis when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm Hova noise
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 covers, nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I need 100
Cause half of these rap nigga's be running 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 ahead of time, and I better lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I like I'm Kevin Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, 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 tuning in, 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 Pearl
That was '95, when Cube was in his
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 living in my 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, nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his bars is
Getting head on the road, his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I told 'em bomp, down baby
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
up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and don't play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped
Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up crip
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, talking he
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain
The fact remains, the game don't rap for
Game rap for fun, Game his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
I'm to die, but I don't 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 right back in the
Red hanging, selling crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle in his fucking face
How taste?
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I cook beef, a steak on a grill
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 else kick knowlegde of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight like Tom in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to prove
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost they
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 skee , let me ask you a
If you the 120 bars, put it with the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the outta here man..
Go something to do