Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Season

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Kaliko]
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 season is devil people me
They party to my but I don't think the motha fuckas is beleving me
Half the time I think my eyes are me
Fat boy that boy o'er there keep hands in the air
You can do me a new kid (new kid)
till it's sputred (sputred)
Articulate to prove it but motha fuckas is (Okay)
Kali baby, and his never leaving (Ah, Ha)
Running out of breathe I'm breathing the bad season (Bitch!)

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

[Verse 3:

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