Luyện nghe bài hát 4PM The Kappa (Freestyle)

Living like its 4PM at the Kappa
Word to Slim Thug on four Swangas and
on my vessel got my statue in the rafters
Balling in the mix from here and
Wrote chapter bout climbing up the ladder
Got glass on the dash I just hope it shatter
Into pieces, in the gold in the teefis
Accent the features, pants with the creases,
With that player shit I play
The bass might knock the off anyday
Keep the drank in put the big by the kay
Don't be fronting on my name you can't live where I
You don't pay what I pay to get the Kobe
You prolly thinking Lakers I was talking steak
marble on the plate crustaceans on the way
Got tired of catching shrimp so I mixed up the
I mixed up the then I baked up the cake
I chopped up the and scraped off the flake
Im sorry for the mix up and scraped off the
It ain't enough salt to get tossed to my chase
Creeping like a slug in a slab on the
But if I do the dash I can keep up the bose
The Race, the Rarries, the Lex and the
If you ain't foreign this some shit you can't decode
I hate to be siddity but I gotta bid
Getting green show on earth I gotta see it
shit was supper drastic we reachin in the dashes
Throw away the away we recycling the plastic
Pay my own way buy whatever I
The only time a nigga me is in a casket
Straight off the porch my chest our forreal
Fell out the prolly showing my grill
Sipped on the syrup before I coughin
Prolly hit the southside before I started
Knew about eat eat before I started
Balling up my fist to keep these haters off me
Crucifix charm the only thing could cross me
Lauryn Hill flow had to kill these track
Acrobatic trunk let it flip and let it
From the out the jump this that Dominique Dawes
Run with it who sang with the dash
gold medal standing up for the cash
Im itching for the scratch you would think I had a
a Betty in the deck had a nigga acting bad
In my crooked all the way to belt weight
The way I do it H-Town you would think a stayed
All the way to the 15s you feel it
Jamming Big Chuck Southside the realest
I was born with the gumpshun you wouldn't where to get it
Turn anger into green you can me Bill Bixby
with the grind and the hustle's incredible
Order the expensive bottle even if it's
Then stock J's wear em ain't even wearable
The rhyme show the time and the chime a parable
Practice what I preach the bib for a freak
Let her gobble on my meat till I in her cheek
Then it's back on the creep for the fetty and the
Groundhog Day do it all over
Might a plane and get fly for no reason
Cuz some you just can't sprinkle for the season
Some shit you just can't, you can't
Like dethrone a king and me off in the bank
Tae bo kicking shit like Billy Blanks
Just the lint brush if I ever were to mank [?]

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Living life like its 4pm at the
Word to Slim Thug on four and adapters
Shine on my vessel got my statue in the
Balling in the mix from and thereafter

4pm at the