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

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better it
All I is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim 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 through hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie
I'm going away for awhile, it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley with a
GOD the child, wit incredible style
sicker than West 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 don't kill rappers, guns rappers
And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya backwards
than Iraqis when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
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 chin of De La
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 to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I need 100
Cause half of these rap nigga's just be running they
The half, in the ATL runnin' 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 better lines
Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my
You wit me, my next album going to sell Britney
I beat on these rap like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if you tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360)
back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't
And you living in my shadow like Vick
And I heard about yo little talking shit
Stay out my bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off bricks
Got to Dr.Dre cause his bars is sick
head on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I told 'em bomp, slow 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 to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play 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
Nigga got ran New York by Dipset
Then he got ran out of by my set
Banned from Watts, can't even through his projects
Nigga so lame, he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga where I hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the 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 give you a this once
I'm to die, but I don't want 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 back in the hood
Red hanging, selling crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga mention Dre, get a Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo 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 like a under my tongue
Nigga, I'm one, motherfukka bar none
Who else knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, cocksucker some(tm)
me Take Flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on these lil nigga's Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to theyselves
Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to they sales
that, motherfukka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye 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 skee , let me ask you a
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 fuck outta man..
Go find to do