Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me
(A Million) Motherfukka's see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches wanna give me
(A Million) in my bank account
(A Million) Soundscan the first 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 Slim
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and 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 these nigga's lie
I'm away for awhile, call it a California vacation
I it a Bentley with a smile
GOD bless the child, wit style
Nigga sicker than Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis when Bush
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The Game' coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the of De La Hoya
I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova
Got the whole world clapping, just like the Nolia
Since a juvenile, I had to prove my
Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I 100 thou
Cause half of these rap just 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 birthday I'm out
Nigga, I'm so of time, and I spit better lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, tell the to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album going to sell like
I beat on these rap like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if you just in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the
Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brother brought it for me, they use to call him Big
But now, we ain't brothers, we ain't shit
And you living in my shadow Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers talking
Stay out my family bidness, or you get a quick
I ain't change, same that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his is sick
And he whop so good, I had to this shit
I told 'em bomp, down baby
Got to get this shit like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said 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
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't 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 have a hundred hurricane where you lay at
Get yo whole clique wet, making up sets
Nigga got ran New York by Dipset
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even through his projects
Nigga so lame, talking he
Won't bust a shot, and the know where I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game rap for fame
rap for fun, Game blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that done
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm ready to die, but I don't a bastard 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 hanging, selling crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert shoved in his fucking face
How that
yo shit out fa'real,
Call or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I cook beef, like a 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 a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who kick knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Take like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil like Dr. Dre drums
Look at these trying to prove theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to they sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever 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 skee , let me ask you a
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 outta here man..
Go find to do