Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while
(A Million) Motherfukka's see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches wanna give me
(A Million) Dollars in my bank
(A Million) the first week out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's talking

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better it
All I need is Beyonce, and a necklace
Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Thug
Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black 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 California
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga than West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these will push ya grill backwards
Faster than Iraqis Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
Touching is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, when Game' coming for ya
My jab, like Zab on the of De La Hoya
I'm the boy, and I'm making Hova noise
Got the whole world clapping, just like the Boys
Since a juvenile, I had to my style
Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and
20 covers, nigga look at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I 100 thou
Cause half of rap nigga's just be running they mouth
The other half, in the ATL the south
10 Mill in the bank, 7 house
I'm rich, so on my birthday I'm out
Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, the media to get off of my dick
You wit me, my next album to sell like Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's like do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if you tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Harbor
That was '95, when was in his prime
You brought yo Injection, and I brought mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brought it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we brothers, nigga we ain't shit
And you living in my shadow like Vick
And I heard about yo rappers talking shit
out my family bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I change, same nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr.Dre his bars is sick
Getting head on the road, cause his is sick
And he so good, I had to pause this shit
I told 'em bomp, slow down
Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She 'fuck you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
this the payback, you want beef.. say that
I'll have a hundred hoodies 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 walk through his
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
bust a shot, and the nigga know where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain
The fact remains, the game rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards done
Be easy, I give you a pass this once
I'm ready to die, but I don't a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the same couch, I put my in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was back in the hood
Red bandana hanging, selling in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I cook beef, a steak 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 sharp like a razorblade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar
Who else kick outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
Watch me Flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
Look at motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
beefing wit hurricane going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh 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, what you
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck outta man..
Go something to do