Luyện nghe bài hát 4PM The Kappa (Freestyle)

Living life like its 4PM at the
Word to Slim Thug on four Swangas and
Shine on my got my statue in the rafters
Balling in the mix from here and
Wrote another chapter climbing up the ladder
Got on the dash I just hope it don't shatter
Into pieces, in the gold in the teefis
Accent the features, with the creases, prestigious
With that player shit I play
The bass knock the bumper off anyday
Keep the drank in put the big by the kay
Don't be fronting on my you can't live where I stay
You don't pay what I pay to get the Kobe
You thinking Lakers I was talking bout steak
It's on the plate crustaceans on the way
Got of catching shrimp so I mixed up the bait
I mixed up the batter then I baked up the
I up the slices 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 I can keep up with the bose
The Race, the Rarries, the Lex and the
If you ain't riding foreign this shit you can't decode
I hate to be high but I gotta bid
green best show on earth I gotta see it
That was supper drastic we reachin in the dashes
Throw away the throw away we the plastic
Pay my own way buy I imagine
The time a nigga carry me is in a casket
Straight off the porch my chest our forreal
Fell out the womb prolly my grill
Sipped on the before I started coughin
Prolly hit the southside before I walking
Knew about eat eat before I started
Balling up my fist trying to keep haters off me
Crucifix charm the only thing that could me
Lauryn Hill had to kill these track softly
Acrobatic trunk let it and let it thump
From the out the jump this that Dominique Dawes
Run with it who sang with the dash
Olympic gold medal up for the cash
Im for the scratch you would think I had a rash
Brought a in the deck had a nigga acting bad
In my crooked place all the way to belt
The way I do it you would think a nigga stayed
All the way to Dallas the 15s you it
Jamming Big Chuck Southside the realest
I was born with the gumpshun you wouldn't know to get it
Turn anger into you can call me Bill Bixby
Hulk the grind and the hustle's incredible
Order the expensive bottle even if it's
Then stock J's wear em they ain't wearable
The show the time and the chime like a parable
Practice what I preach grab the bib for a
Let her gobble on my meat till I in her cheek
Then back on the creep for the fetty and the gwalla
Day do it all over tomorrow
Might catch a plane and get fly for no
Cuz some shit you just sprinkle for the season
Some shit you just can't, you can't
Like a king and follow me off in the bank
Tae bo flow kicking shit like Billy
Just have the lint if I ever were to mank [?]

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Living life like its 4pm at the
Word to Slim Thug on Swangas and adapters
Shine on my got my statue in the rafters
Balling in the mix here and thereafter

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