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Hit a down... I'm the king, and you better it All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Thug Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and brim blood nigga's 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 away for awhile, call it a California vacation I call it a Bentley a smile GOD bless the child, wit incredible Nigga sicker than Nile, who king of the West now I'm putting my vest down, ain't going to kill shit the fuck up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit Rappers don't kill rappers, kill rappers And I be wit crips, real bloods, real clappers Fuck rappin, these nigga's will push ya backwards Faster than Iraqis when Bush 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 of De La Hoya I'm the golden boy, and I'm Hova noise Got the world clapping, just like the Nolia Boys Since a juvenile, I had to my style Went from to DJ Clue, and blhow 20 Magazine covers, nigga at me now You need a hot 16?.. I need 100 Cause half of these rap nigga's just be running mouth The other half, in the ATL runnin' the 10 Mill in the bank, 7 house 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 media to get off of my You wit me, my next album going to like Britney I beat on rap nigga's like 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 back where I started, in Compton, taking out the Where Crips and Bloods it out like Pearl Harbor was '95, when Cube was in his prime You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I mine Rewind to '89, got my mixtape My brother it for me, they use to call him Big Face But now, we ain't brothers, we ain't shit And you living in my shadow like Vick And I heard yo little rappers talking shit Stay out my family bidness, or you get a coffin I change, same nigga that got off them bricks Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick Getting head on the road, cause his is sick And he whop so good, I had to pause this I told 'em bomp, down baby Got to get this shit like Foxy, NaS and AZ She said you,pay me So I her in AZ That's what I get for her listen to my Jay-Z a bitch, give me a 40, I'll take that Dress up for the grammy's, but I still drive maybach's Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play dat Stand way back, or get ya ass clapped Nigga the payback, you want beef.. say that I'll have a hundred hoodies where you lay at Get yo whole clique wet, up crip sets got ran outta New York by Dipset Then he got ran out of by my set Banned from Watts, can't even through his projects Nigga so lame, talking he Won't bust a shot, and the nigga know where I I'm Big Daddy Kane, and the platinum The fact remains, the game rap for fame Game rap for fun, blast his gun the game rap in tongue, so that bastards done Be easy, I might give you a pass once 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 same couch, I put my demo in a for Sug one meeting, I was right back in the hood Red bandana hanging, crack in the hood Now it's, for good... Any mention 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 cook beef, like a steak on a Got the clipse on hold, but I Pharrell Nigga I'm fa'real.. my flow ill, smoke in ya lungs I sharp like a razorblade under my tongue Nigga, I'm number one, motherfukka bar Who kick knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son We can go bar for bar, drop some(tm) me Take Flight like Tom Cruise in Top Gun You win some, but you just lost one I beat on lil nigga's like Dr. Dre drums Look at motherfukka's trying to prove theyselves Thinking beefing wit hurricane going to boost sales that, motherfukka, I'm a clever 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 the 240 bars Then add the 360 bars, wit one Kevin Federline, you get? (A Million) Haha.. lets get the fuck here man.. Go find to do