Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Season

[Verse 1: Tech
Everything was 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 bleed 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 then gonna have cheese
Then trash bags will have then
Yes sir why the milli is in thee dresser
For any motha f'er wanna test for Tech will get him
Step into death your ex 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 they passed on that
I flash B's, and sag my flags I blast heathins
If had me in bad season

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

Krizz Kaliko]
Hardly time for no ha no laughter, (Ah, Ha)
Working them I can't leave no starving bastard, (Ah, Ha)
Pardon me if you see a star in me it me
And I ain't come to but I'm always what inbottles me

[Verse 2: Krizz
I'm living for the for the extra, got too many deaths
And I'm trying to the way out the selexta (AHHHHH!)
Jokes folks telling me gotta to ya
I ain't trying to Busta Rhymes, diffrence is calling me besta (AHHHHH!)
My is devil people receiving me
They party to my words but I think the motha fuckas is beleving me
the time I think my eyes are deceiving me
Fat boy boy o'er there keep there hands in the air
You can do me a new kid (new kid)
Rocket it's sputred (sputred)
Articulate to prove it but fuckas is stupid (Okay)
Kali baby, and his never leaving (Ah, Ha)
out of breathe cause I'm breathing the bad season (Bitch!)

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

[Verse 3:

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