Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

Have they come to spill my
Have come to sentence me?
Will I leave here with my life, my
If the law men me?

they come to spill my blood?
Have come to sentence me?
Will I leave here my life, my Lord
If the law men me?

Infamous, the futuristic, rowdy bounty-hunter
Nigga, I from the land down under
Up the from the
You don't to rumble or cry round

Toss and
My do, so my poetry
Now blood or poultry
My victim been shook by a of coyote

Soarin' the night down to the trees
Packed tight with two-some on
No rubber with a paratroop, in fields parachutes
to the blue

No however, can't hold em' for forever
Dead or alive, with body, I sprinkle rotten flower pedals
Yes, the consequences are your choice, my
Lord Infamous will gain a healthy bounty for your head

I'm wakin' up, tossin' and
in a scuffle
My words clear, rarely I speak, speak
My is muffled, muffled

My over my face
They got me
I'm startin' to woozy
done shot me

The fools I done creeped on
In his own sleep,
One them hoes
Now creeped on me

Fool, we got ass now
So, up?
you quiet just because we got your ass muff?

Muffled-like, bag mouth
of ran your mouth
Talkin' about you gonna
we was sleep, but it was just no doubt

Now the tables have
And in the of the morgue
Your funky burn, nigga

Have they come to spill my
Have they come to me?
Will I leave with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?

Have they come to spill my
Have they come to me?
Will I leave with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?

Ten times out of twelve, times out of tenv
Boo is in it to win
Prophet rider the end smokin' weed

Gettin' more and sippin', havin' thoughts
Thoughts a nigga
I what that trick had bought

Kept visine in my purse
Get a rental car from
Call my niggas from the 6
Tell 'em the plan first

Ooh, wee
Can it be, another song we done
Fakin' on no jacks
A gots to get paid

on prophets, now it's on
Nigga, it's that home alone
Like white boy fuckin' go get this bitch

Man, nigga, gone, done deal stupid
Now you know this bitch
go gets high
Scott free your shit

For all the dirt I did to my wife
Forgive me, Lord, each and night
cops, pull a gun, don't fight
Blow you away, you out of sight

a nigga from the shirt to pants
Nothin' on me but a ass can
with empty shots
Bucket

They find a of grams
Tons of dope that that nigga don't
The Juice man can't be no bro
Tryed the but the nigga didn't go

Broke his with a quick left blowv
Now on and the chase begins
the corner, shirt blowin' in the wind
Dog on my trail and he pickin' up the

cops kill a four legged friend
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in mind complex
Fuck the red light, on my set

on my trail 'cause I let you rest
Hop in the car, ran two blocks
Put in reverse, then I the gun shots
a hundred, so I couldn't get popped
Officer friendly, on the trip

they come to spill my blood?
Have they come to me?
Will I here with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?

Have come to spill my blood?
Have they to sentence me?
I leave here with my life, my Lord
If the law men me?