Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

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