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Hit a down... I'm the king, and you better it All I is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim fitted, wit the red and black brim blood Gave 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 away for awhile, call it a California vacation I call it a with a smile GOD the child, wit incredible style Nigga sicker than Nile, who king of the West now I'm putting my vest down, ain't going to kill shit Shut the fuck up, nigga you going to kill shit Rappers don't rappers, guns kill rappers And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards Faster than when Bush attacking My flow semi-automatic, Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual Nigga get a lawyer, when Game' coming for ya My jab, like Zab on the chin of De La I'm the golden boy, and I'm Hova noise Got the whole world clapping, just the Nolia Boys a juvenile, I had to prove my style Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow 20 covers, nigga look at me now You need a hot 16?.. I need 100 Cause half of these rap just be running they mouth The other half, in the ATL runnin' the 10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom I'm rich, so on my 30th I'm out Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I better lines Better everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline Fuck it im rich, for nothing, tell the to get off of my dick You wit me, my next album going to sell like I beat on these rap nigga's Bobby 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 where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage Where Crips and shoot it out like Pearl Harbor That was '95, Cube was in his prime You brought yo Injection, and I brought mine to '89, got my first mixtape My brother brought it for me, 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 little rappers shit Stay out my bidness, or you get a coffin quick I ain't change, same nigga that got off them Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his bars is Getting on the road, cause his cars is sick And he whop so good, I had to this shit I told 'em bomp, down baby Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ She 'fuck you,pay me So I her in AZ That's I get for letting her listen to my Jay-Z Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take Dress up for the grammy's, but I still don't maybach's Nigga I'm gangster, and homey don't dat Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that I'll have a hundred hurricane where you lay at Get yo whole clique wet, up crip sets Nigga got ran New York by Dipset he got ran out of Compton by my set Banned from Watts, can't walk through his projects Nigga so lame, he gangbang Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know I hang I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the chain The remains, the game don't rap for fame Game rap for fun, blast his gun the game gotta rap in tongue, so that done Be easy, I might you a pass this once I'm ready to die, but I want 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 right in the hood Red hanging, selling crack in the hood Now it's, for good... Any nigga mention Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking How that yo shit 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 I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like smoke in ya lungs I Spit sharp a razorblade under my tongue Nigga, I'm number one, bar none Who else kick outside of Hova and the God Son We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm) Watch me Take Flight Tom Cruise in Top Gun You win some, but you just lost one I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums Look at these motherfukka's trying to theyselves Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost they Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as fresh as 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 take the 120 bars, put it with the 240 Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, what you (A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck here man.. Go find to do