Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Season

[Verse 1: N9ne]
Everything was supposed to be all
Come ease us we really to be free from evil deeds
negros, hide in thee weeds waiting to see us
And we bust then they will bleed trying to us
Bad season, I'm ready to trip for reason
Hire beef then go when your ass vegan
I ask when cash is fast, and weed then 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
into death your ex messing with a keffer
Never let your lover get put in than a bed with a heffer
The mags breathing, these freezing cause cats teased him
And passed on that evening
I flash B's, and sag my flags revving I heathins
If had me in bad season

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

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

[Verse 2: Krizz
I'm living for the chips for the extra, got too many
And I'm trying to find the way out the (AHHHHH!)
folks telling me gotta to bless ya
I ain't trying to Busta Rhymes, is there calling me besta (AHHHHH!)
My season is devil people 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 boy o'er there keep there hands in the air
You can do me a new kid (new kid)
Rocket till sputred (sputred)
Articulate to prove it but motha fuckas is (Okay)
baby, and his thing never leaving (Ah, Ha)
Running out of breathe cause I'm breathing the bad (Bitch!)

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

3: Nesto]

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