Luyện nghe bài hát 360 Bars

Hey, Skee, 'em I'm goin' away for a while
(A Million) wanna see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the
(A Million) Bitches wanna me head
(A Million) Dollars in my bank
(A Million) Soundscan the first out
(A Million) on my dick
(A Million) Motherfukka's talking

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you respect it
All I need is Beyonce, and a 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 these nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a vacation
I it a Bentley with a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's going to kill shit
the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real
rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards
Faster Iraqis when Bush attacking
My flow semi-automatic,
pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual 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
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow
20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now
You need a hot 16?.. I 100 thou
Cause of these rap nigga's 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 rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Federline
Fuck it im rich, for nothing, tell the to get off of my dick
You wit me, my album going to sell like Britney
I on these rap nigga's like Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no more wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out Pearl Harbor
That was '95, when Cube was in his
You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought
Rewind to '89, got my first
My brought it for me, they use to call him Big Face
But now, we brothers, nigga we ain't shit
And you living in my shadow Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo rappers talking shit
Stay out my bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga got off them bricks
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 pause shit
I told 'em bomp, down 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 her listen to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that
up for the grammy's, but I still don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play dat
way back, or get ya ass clapped ASAP
Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that
have a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo clique wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran New York by Dipset
he got ran out of Compton 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 know where I
I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum
The remains, the game don't rap for fame
Game rap for fun, blast his gun
the game gotta rap in tongue, so that bastards
Be easy, I might give you a pass this
I'm ready to die, but I don't want a son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm in the hood
On the couch, I put my demo in a package for Sug
After one meeting, I was right in the hood
Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood
Now it's, for good...
Any nigga Dre, get a Desert Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How that
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, tell 'em you a grill
I beef, like a steak on a grill
Got the on hold, but I ain't Pharrell
Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, like smoke in ya
I Spit sharp like a razorblade under my
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who else knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son
We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm)
Watch me Flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun
You win some, but you just lost one
I on these lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums
at these motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves
Thinking wit hurricane going to boost they sales
Never that, motherfukka, I'm a cat
Kanye West in slacks, nigga, I'm as 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 take the 120 bars, put it with the 240
Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, you get?
(A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck here man..
Go something to do