Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm away for a while
mufucka's see me dead
mufucka's wanna see me in tha
wanna give me head
dollas in my bank
the first week out
mufucka's on my
mufucka's shit
hit a breakdown, I'm the king, and you respect it
all i need is Beyonce,AND A Rockafella
Nigga, you can up on it I'm a slim thug Cincinatti fitted with 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 these nigga's lie down
I'm goin' for a while, call it a California vacation
I it a Bentley with a smile =)
God Bless the child with style, nigga 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 gon' kill shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be with crips, real bloods, real clappers
rappin', these niggas'll push ya grill backwards
fasta Iraqi's when Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual
nigga get a lawyer The Game comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a chin of Da
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm makin' Hova
got tha whole world clappin like them Noya Boys
Since a juvenile, i had to prove my
Went from Kay Slay to DJ then blaw(
20 covers,nigga look at me now
You a hot 16? I need a hot hundred thou
'causez half of rap niggas just be runnin' they mouth
The other 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 hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get off'a my
You with me? my next gon' sell like Britney
I beat on these rap like Bobby do Whitney
No drama, no more beef wit 50
And if ya just tunin' in, to the 360, welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360
Right where I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where Crips and shoot it out like Pearl Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You bought ya Lethal Injection, and I bought
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brotha it for me, they used to call 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 rappers talkin' shit
Stay out my business or you get a coffin quick
I ain't changed, Nigga that got off them bricks
Got signed to Dr. Dre because his bars are
head on tha road 'cause his cars are sick
And he rymed so I had to pause the shit
I tell her boomp, slow down baby, I gotta get this shit like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She fuck you pay me, so I left her in A.Z.
That's i get for lettin' her listen to my Jay-Z
fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take
Dress up for the Grammys, but i still don't Maybachs
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and homie play dat
way back, and get your ass clapped ASAP
Nigga, this the
You want beef, say
I'll a hundred Hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, up Crip sets, nigga got ran outta New York by Dipset
he got ran outta Compton by my set
Banned from Watts, can't walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talkin' he bang
Won't bust a shot, and tha know where i hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the platinum chain, the fact remains,The dont' 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 you a pass this once
I'm Ready To Die, but I wanna basterd son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same couch I put my demo and the for Suge
After one meeting I was right in the hood
Red hangin' sellin' crack in the hood
Now Aftermath for good
Any nigga mention Dre get a Eagle shoved in his face
How taste? Blow ya shit out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em make you a
I cook like a steak on the grill
Got tha on hold, but I ain't pharrel
I'm for real , my flow ill like smoke in ya lungs
I spit sharp, like a blade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, fucka
Bar none, who else kick knowledge outside'a the God Son
'N we can bar for bar, cocksucker, some
Watch me take flight Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You might win some, but you just one
I beat on these lil' like Doctor Dre's drums
Look at these mufucka's 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, then add a 360 bars, with one Kevin Federline, what do you get? (a million) "Let's get tha fuck outta here, man, go find somethin' to do.