Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while
mufucka's wanna see me
wanna see me in tha feds
bitches wanna give me
dollas in my bank
Soundscan the first out
on my dick
mufucka's talkin'
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 Cincinatti fitted the red and black rim, blood
gave 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 nigga's lie
I'm goin' away for a while, call it a vacation
I call it a Bentley with a =)
God Bless the child with incredible style, sicka than the West Nile
Who's king of the now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't gonna shit
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you ain't gon' shit
Rappers don't rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be with crips, real bloods, real clappers
fuck rappin', these niggas'll ya grill backwards
fasta than Iraqi's Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual
get a lawyer when The Game comin' for ya
My jab zab on a chin of Da Lahoya
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm makin' Hova
got tha whole clappin just like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to prove my
Went from Kay Slay to DJ Clue blaw(
20 covers,nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16? I need a hot hundred
half of these rap niggas just be runnin' they mouth
The half in the ATL runnin' the South
10 mil in the bank, 7 house, i'm rich, so on my 30th birthday, I'm out
Nigga, i'm so ahead'a time, and i spit lines, betta rhymes
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get my dick
You with me? my next album sell like Britney
I beat on rap niggas like Bobby do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if ya just tunin' in, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360, to the 360
Right back where I started, in Compton, out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl
That was '95, when was in his prime
You bought ya Lethal Injection, and I bought
Rewind to '89, got my 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 coffin
I ain't changed, same Nigga got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre his bars are sick
Gettin' head on tha road 'cause his cars are
And he rymed so I had to pause the shit
I tell her boomp, slow baby, I gotta get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She fuck you pay me, so I left her in A.Z.
That's what i get for lettin' her listen to my
fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take that
up for the Grammys, but i still don't drive Maybachs
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and don't play dat
Stand way back, and get ass clapped ASAP
Nigga, the payback
You beef, say that
I'll have a hundred Hurricane hoodies you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, makin' up sets, nigga got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran outta by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even walk through his
so lame, talkin' he gang bang
Won't bust a shot, and tha nigga know where i
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the platinum chain, the fact remains,The Game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun, 'n Game got a rappin' 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 back in the
On the same couch I put my and the package for Suge
After one meeting I was back in the hood
Red bandana sellin' crack in the hood
Now Aftermath for good
Any nigga mention Dre get a Desert shoved in his face
How taste? Blow ya shit out fa real
Nelly 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 real , my ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a blade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motha
Bar none, who else kick knowledge Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
Watch me take like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil' like Doctor Dre's drums
at these mufucka's tryin'a prove theyselves
Thinkin' beefin' wit Hurricane gon' boost they
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, 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.