Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me (A Million) wanna see me in the fed's (A Million) wanna give me head (A Million) in my bank account (A Million) Soundscan the week out (A Million) on my dick (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 Thug Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black brim 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 these nigga's lie I'm going away for awhile, it a California vacation I call it a Bentley with a GOD bless the child, wit style Nigga than West Nile, who king of the West now I'm putting my vest down, ain't going to kill shit Shut the up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit Rappers don't kill rappers, kill rappers And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya backwards than Iraqis when Bush attacking My semi-automatic, blhow Touching 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 chin of De La I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova Got the whole world clapping, just like the Boys a juvenile, I had to prove my style Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and 20 covers, nigga look at me now You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou Cause half of these rap nigga's just be running they The half, in the ATL runnin' the south 10 Mill in the bank, 7 house I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit lines 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 next going to sell like Britney I beat on these rap nigga's like do Whitney No more drama, no beef 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 it out like Pearl Harbor was '95, when Cube was in his prime You brought yo Injection, and I brought mine to '89, got my first mixtape My brother brought it for me, use to call him Big Face But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we shit And you living in my 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 his bars is sick Getting head on the road, his cars is sick And he whop so good, I had to this shit I told 'em bomp, 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 her listen to my Jay-Z Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive 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 a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at Get yo whole clique wet, making up crip got ran outta New York by Dipset Then he got ran out of by my set Banned from Watts, can't even walk through his Nigga so lame, talking he Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know I hang I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum The fact remains, the don't rap for fame rap for fun, Game blast his gun the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done Be easy, I might give you a pass this I'm ready to die, but I want a bastard son Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood On the couch, I put my demo in a package 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 Eagle in his fucking face How taste? Blow yo out fa'real, Call Nelly or Wall, tell 'em make you a grill I beef, like a steak on a grill Got the on hold, but I ain't Pharrell Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like smoke in ya I Spit sharp like a razorblade my tongue Nigga, I'm one, motherfukka bar none 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 on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums Look at these motherfukka's trying to theyselves beefing wit hurricane going to boost they sales Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as 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 the 240 bars Then add the 360 bars, wit one Federline, what you get? (A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck here man.. Go something to do