Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Degrees

Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' for a while
mufucka's wanna see me
mufucka's wanna see me in tha
wanna give me head
dollas in my account
the first week out
mufucka's on my
mufucka's shit
hit a breakdown, I'm the king, and you respect it
all i is Beyonce,AND A Rockafella necklace
Nigga, you can check up on it I'm a slim thug Cincinatti fitted with the red and rim, blood
niggas 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 lie down
I'm away for a while, call it a California vacation
I call it a Bentley a smile =)
God Bless the child incredible style, nigga sicka than the West Nile
Who's of the West now?
I'm puttin' my down, niggas ain't gonna kill shit
Shut the fuck up,nigga, you ain't gon' shit
Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill
And I be with real crips, bloods, real clappers
fuck rappin', these niggas'll push ya backwards
fasta than when Bush attacked'em
My semi-automatic
Touch'n pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual
nigga get a lawyer when The comin' for ya
My jab like zab on a chin of Da
I'm tha golden boy, and I'm makin' noise
got tha whole world clappin just them Noya Boys
a juvenile, i had to prove my style
Went from Kay Slay to DJ Clue blaw(
20 magizine covers,nigga at me now
You a hot 16? I need a hot hundred thou
'causez half of these rap just be runnin' they mouth
The other in the ATL runnin' the South
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 hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline
"fuck it I'm rich, for nothin', tell the media, get my dick
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 back I started, in Compton, takin' out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
was '95, when Cube was in his prime
You ya Lethal Injection, and I bought mine
to '89, got my first mixtape
My brotha bought it for me, used to call him Big Fa$e
But now, we brothers, nigga, we ain't shit
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, Nigga that got off them bricks
Got to Dr. Dre because his bars are sick
Gettin' head on tha road 'cause his are sick
And he rymed so I had to pause the shit
I tell her boomp, down baby, I gotta get this shit firm like Foxy, Nas, and AZ
She fuck you pay me, so I left her in A.Z.
That's what i get for lettin' her to my Jay-Z
fuck a bitch, me a 40, I'll take that
Dress up for the Grammys, but i still don't drive
Nigga, I'm a gangsta, and homie play dat
way back, and get your ass clapped ASAP
Nigga, the payback
You want beef, say
I'll have a hundred Hurricane hoodies you lay at
Get ya whole click wet, up Crip sets, nigga got ran outta New York by Dipset
Then he got ran outta by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
Nigga so lame, talkin' he bang
bust a shot, and tha nigga know where i hang
I'm Big Daddy Kane in the platinum chain, the remains,The Game dont' rap for fame
Game rap for fun, Game blast his gun, 'n Game got a rappin' tongue, so bastard's done
Be easy, I might give you a pass once
I'm Ready To Die, but I don't wanna son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
On the same I put my demo and the package for Suge
one meeting I was right back in the hood
Red hangin' sellin' crack in the hood
Now it's Aftermath for
Any nigga mention Dre get a Eagle shoved in his face
How taste? Blow ya shit out fa real
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, 'em make you a grill
I cook beef a steak on the grill
Got tha on hold, but I ain't pharrel
Nigga I'm for real , my flow ill like smoke in ya
I spit sharp, a razor blade under my tongue
Nigga, I'm number one, fucka
Bar none, who else 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 just one
I on these lil' niggas like Doctor Dre's drums
Look at these mufucka's tryin'a prove
Thinkin' beefin' wit Hurricane gon' boost they
that, muthafucka, I'm a clever cat
Kanye West and slacks, nigga, I'm as as that
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.