Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' 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) Dollars in my account
(A Million) Soundscan the week out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my
(A Million) Motherfukka's 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
nigga's 300 bars, two mixtapes, and a DVD
I did it for the C.P.T.
Did it for New York, did it for
Ran hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a vacation
I it a Bentley with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit incredible
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you going to kill shit
Rappers don't rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya backwards
Faster than when Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
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 making noise
Got the whole world clapping, just like the Nolia
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went from to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 covers, nigga look at me now
You a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou
Cause half of rap nigga's just be running they mouth
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 better 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 album going to sell Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
was '95, when 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 shit
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little talking shit
out my family bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
I 'em bomp, slow down baby
Got to get shit firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her listen to my
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that
up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you want beef.. say
I'll a hundred hurricane 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 Watts, can't even walk through his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga where I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game don't rap for
Game rap for fun, Game his gun
the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I might you a pass this once
I'm ready to die, but I don't want a son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the couch, I put my demo in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was right in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
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 in ya lungs
I Spit sharp like a under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who else kick knowlegde outside of and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Take Flight like Tom in Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
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 , let me ask you a question
If you the 120 bars, put it with the 240 bars
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the outta here man..
Go find to do