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
bitches give me head
dollas in my bank
Soundscan the first out
mufucka's on my
mufucka's shit
hit a breakdown, I'm the king, and you respect it
all i is Beyonce,AND A Rockafella necklace
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 these nigga's lie down
I'm goin' away for a while, call it a California
I call it a Bentley a smile =)
God Bless the child with incredible style, nigga sicka than the West
king of the West now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't kill shit
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you ain't kill shit
Rappers don't rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be with crips, real bloods, real clappers
fuck rappin', niggas'll push ya grill backwards
fasta than Iraqi's when Bush
My semi-automatic
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual
nigga get a lawyer when The comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a chin of Da
I'm tha boy, and I'm makin' Hova noise
got tha world clappin just like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to prove my
Went Kay Slay to DJ Clue then blaw(
20 covers,nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16? I a hot hundred thou
'causez half of these rap niggas just be runnin' they
The other half in the ATL the South
10 mil in the bank, 7 bedroom house, i'm rich, so on my birthday, I'm out
Nigga, i'm so ahead'a time, and i spit lines, betta rhymes
Every time niggas on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get my dick
You with me? my next album gon' sell like
I on these rap niggas like Bobby 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
back 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 bought ya Lethal Injection, and I mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brotha bought it for me, used to call him Big Fa$e
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga, we ain't
And you livin' in my shadow Marcus Vick
And I heard about ya rappers talkin' shit
Stay out my family business or you get a coffin
I ain't changed, Nigga that got off them bricks
Got to Dr. Dre because his bars are sick
Gettin' on tha road 'cause his cars are sick
And he rymed so good I had to the shit
I tell her boomp, slow down baby, I gotta get this shit like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said fuck you pay me, so I her in A.Z.
what i get for lettin' her listen 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
Stand way back, and get your ass ASAP
Nigga, this the
You beef, say that
have a hundred Hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up Crip sets, nigga got ran outta New York by
he got ran outta Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talkin' he gang
Won't bust a shot, and tha nigga where i hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the platinum chain, the fact remains,The Game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game blast his gun, 'n got a rappin' tongue, so that bastard's done
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
I'm Ready To Die, but I don't basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch I put my demo and the for Suge
one meeting I was right back in the hood
Red bandana sellin' crack in the hood
Now it's Aftermath for
Any mention Dre get a Desert Eagle shoved in his face
How that taste? ya shit out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I beef like a steak on the grill
Got tha clips on hold, but I ain't
I'm for real , my flow ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor blade my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motha
Bar none, who kick knowledge outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
me take flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil' niggas like Doctor Dre's
Look at these tryin'a prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit Hurricane 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 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.