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
in my bank account
Soundscan the week out
mufucka's on my
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 with the red and black rim,
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 California
I it a Bentley with a smile =)
God Bless the child with incredible style, nigga sicka than the Nile
Who's of the West now?
I'm puttin' my vest down, niggas ain't gonna kill
Shut the up,nigga, you ain't gon' kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, kill rappers
And I be with real crips, bloods, real clappers
fuck rappin', these push ya grill backwards
fasta Iraqi's when Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
Touch'n is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment
get a lawyer when The Game comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a of Da Lahoya
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm Hova noise
got tha whole world clappin just like them Noya
Since a juvenile, i had to my style
Went from Kay to DJ Clue then blaw(
20 magizine covers,nigga at me now
You need a hot 16? I need a hot thou
'causez of these rap niggas just be runnin' they mouth
The other half in the ATL runnin' the
10 mil in the bank, 7 bedroom house, i'm rich, so on my birthday, I'm out
Nigga, i'm so ahead'a time, and i spit betta lines, betta
Every time niggas hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get off'a my
You with me? my next album gon' sell like
I beat on these rap niggas like Bobby do
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if ya tunin' in, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360
Right back I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Harbor
That was '95, Cube was in his prime
You bought ya Lethal Injection, and I mine
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brotha bought it for me, they used to call him Big
But now, we ain't brothers, nigga, we ain't
And you livin' in my shadow Marcus Vick
And I heard ya little rappers talkin' shit
Stay out my family business or you get a quick
I ain't changed, same Nigga got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre because his are sick
Gettin' head on tha road his cars are sick
And he rymed so good I had to pause the
I tell her boomp, slow baby, I gotta get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She said you pay me, so I left her in A.Z.
That's what i get for lettin' her listen to my
fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take
Dress up for the Grammys, but i still 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
he got ran outta Compton by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, 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 dont' rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game his gun, 'n Game got a rappin' tongue, so that bastard's done
Be easy, I might you a pass this once
I'm Ready To Die, but I don't basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch I put my demo and the package for
After one meeting I was right in the hood
Red bandana hangin' sellin' crack in the
Now Aftermath for good
Any nigga mention Dre get a Desert Eagle in his face
How that Blow ya shit out fa real
Call or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a grill
I beef like a steak on the grill
Got tha clips on hold, but I ain't
Nigga I'm for real , my ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a razor under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, fucka
Bar none, who kick knowledge outside'a Hoa''n the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, drop
Watch me flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you lost one
I beat on lil' niggas like Doctor Dre's drums
Look at these tryin'a prove theyselves
beefin' wit Hurricane gon' boost they sells
Never that, muthafucka, I'm a 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.