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Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' for a while
(A Million) wanna see me dead
(A Million) Motherfukka's see me in the fed's
(A Million) Bitches wanna give me
(A Million) Dollars in my account
(A Million) the first week out
(A Million) Motherfukka's on my
(A Million) Motherfukka's talking

Hit a down...
I'm the king, and you better it
All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella
you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim 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 made nigga's lie down
I'm going away for awhile, call it a California
I call it a Bentley a smile
GOD the child, wit incredible style
Nigga sicker West Nile, who king of the West now
I'm putting my vest down, nigga's going to kill shit
Shut the fuck up, nigga you going to kill shit
Rappers kill rappers, guns kill rappers
And I be wit real crips, bloods, real clappers
Fuck rappin, these will push ya grill backwards
Faster Iraqis when Bush attacking
My semi-automatic, blhow
Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, is sexual harrassment
Nigga get a lawyer, 'The 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, like the Nolia Boys
a juvenile, I had to prove my style
Went from 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 nigga's just be running mouth
The other half, in the ATL runnin' the
10 in the bank, 7 bedroom house
I'm rich, so on my birthday 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 sell Britney
I beat on these rap nigga's Bobby do Whitney
No more drama, no beef wit 50
And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, to the 360)
Right back I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage
Where Crips and shoot it out like 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 ain't brothers, nigga we shit
And you in my shadow like Marcus Vick
And I heard about yo little rappers shit
out my family bidness, or you get a coffin quick
I ain't change, same nigga that got off them
Got signed to Dr.Dre cause his is sick
Getting on the road, cause his cars is sick
And he whop so good, I had to pause this
I told 'em bomp, slow baby
Got to get this firm like Foxy, NaS and AZ
She said you,pay me
So I her in AZ
That's what I get for letting her to my Jay-Z
Fuck a bitch, give me a 40, take that
Dress up for the grammy's, but I don't drive maybach's
Nigga I'm gangster, and homey play dat
Stand way back, or get ya ass ASAP
Nigga this the payback, you beef.. say that
I'll a hundred hurricane hoodies where you lay at
Get yo whole wet, making up crip sets
Nigga got ran outta New by Dipset
he got ran out of Compton by my set
Banned Watts, can't even walk through his projects
so lame, talking he gangbang
Won't bust a shot, and the nigga where I hang
I'm Big Kane, and the platinum chain
The fact remains, the game don't rap for
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 a bastard son
Nigga, I rap too good, and I'm back in the
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 Eagle shoved in his fucking face
How taste?
Blow yo out fa'real,
Call Nelly or Paul Wall, 'em make 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 Spit sharp like a razorblade under my
Nigga, I'm number one, bar none
Who else kick knowlegde outside of 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 these lil nigga's Dr. Dre drums
Look at these motherfukka's trying to prove
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, what you
(A Million) Haha.. get the fuck outta here man..
Go something to do