Luyện nghe bài hát Seasons

Yeah, yeah, Lostprophets y'all, and you this

We see
It's something you need
Whack style will never be our style cause me and the rock will always be buck wild
Shaking your booty on the dance has always been my forte
Like a groove, bust in the tape, play
Run it back, Chico fuck it up some
Come and get it when I stop and the are on
All round
You don't give it up to the and the
I'm the
or later
Check like a cho-cho, coming a cho-cho, and it's on
to

Sick of all the clouds in the sky, I wanna see sun
in the morning yeah more
I'm wanna make yah feel for you
Long winter, bad (that's all I)
Seem to get by me act
never be like me

Boom like a from my shotgun
I never had one, I never really wanted one
Not that I couldn't use it sometimes yah
Could of used for the punks that need the peep
I saw a pretty horse nasty
The days the rain run through
Circle the clouds, see some sun
Getting crazy on the beach, need to have some fun my crew and you, if you want to
Cause divided, the music, required
The beats rock the block, with the of hip-hop

So sick of all the clouds in the sky, I wanna see sun
of all the rain today
Yeah more there's only one
I'm wanna make yah feel for you
Long winter, bad (that's all I)
to get by me

It's about time y'all, bring the bass in

Long winter, bad (that's all I)
to get by me