Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Season

[Verse 1: N9ne]
was supposed to be all Jesus
Come ease us we really to be free from evil deeds
Plus negros, hide in thee waiting to see us
And we bust then they will trying to seize us
Bad season, I'm to trip for that reason
Hire beef then go laugh when your ass
I ask trees when cash is fast, and weed gonna have cheese stacks
Then bags will have fees then
Yes sir why the milli is in thee dresser
For any motha f'er wanna test for Tech will get him
Step death your ex messing with a keffer
Never let your get put in less than a bed with a heffer
The mags breathing, these fags freezing cats teased him
And passed on that evening
I flash B's, and sag my flags revving I blast
If they had me in bad

These things must mean bad seasons, and they be for a reason
These things must bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

[Hook: Krizz
Hardly for no hardey ha no laughter, (Ah, Ha)
Working them hard I can't leave no bastard, (Ah, Ha)
Pardon me if you see a in me it startles me
And I ain't to party but I'm always what inbottles me

[Verse 2: Krizz
I'm for the chips for the extra, got too many deaths
And I'm trying to the way out the selexta (AHHHHH!)
Jokes folks telling me to bless ya
I ain't trying to Rhymes, diffrence is there calling me besta (AHHHHH!)
My is devil people receiving me
They party to my words but I don't the motha fuckas is beleving me
Half the I think my eyes are deceiving me
Fat boy that boy o'er there keep there in the air
You can do me a new kid (new kid)
till it's sputred (sputred)
Articulate to prove it but motha is stupid (Okay)
Kali baby, and his thing leaving (Ah, Ha)
out of breathe cause I'm breathing the bad season (Bitch!)

These things must mean bad seasons, and must be for a reason
These things must bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

3: Nesto]

These things must bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they be for a reason