Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Season

[Verse 1: Tech
was supposed to be all Jesus
Come ease us we really need to be from evil deeds
Plus negros, hide in thee 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 laugh when your ass
I ask trees when cash is fast, and weed then gonna have cheese
Then bags will have fees then
Yes sir that's why the milli is in thee
For any motha f'er wanna test for will get him wetter
into death your ex messing with a keffer
Never let lover 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 I blast heathins
If had me in bad season

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

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

2: Krizz 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 Busta Rhymes, diffrence is there calling me (AHHHHH!)
My season is devil receiving me
They party to my words but I don't think the motha is beleving me
Half the I think my eyes are deceiving me
Fat boy that boy o'er there keep hands in the air
You can do me a new kid (new kid)
Rocket till it's (sputred)
to prove it but motha fuckas is stupid (Okay)
Kali baby, and his thing never (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 bad seasons, and they must be for a reason