Luyện nghe bài hát Seasons

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

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

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

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

So sick of all the clouds in the sky, I see some sun
Sick of all the today
Yeah there's only one more
I'm make yah feel funky 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