Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

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

Infamous, the futuristic, rowdy bounty-hunter
Nigga, I come from the land down
Up the from the
You want to rumble or cry round

and tumble
My voodoo do, so my
Now chicken or poultry
My been shook by a pack of coyote

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

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

I'm wakin' up, and turnin'
in a scuffle
My aren't clear, rarely I speak, speak
My is muffled, muffled

My hands my face
They got me
I'm startin' to feel
done shot me

The same fools I creeped on
In his own sleep,
One them survived
Now creeped on me

Fool, we got ass now
So, up?
Isn't you quiet because we got your ass muff?

Muffled-like, bag mouth
Shouldn't of ran mouth
Talkin' about you gonna
While we was sleep, but it was just no

Now the have turned
And in the mist of the
Your funky sould burn,

Have they come to spill my
Have they come to me?
I leave here with my life, my Lord
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?

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

twisted more and sippin', havin' thoughts
Thoughts about a
I remember that trick had bought

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

Ooh, wee
Can it be, another song we made
Fakin' on no damn
A bitch to get paid

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

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

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

Search a nigga the shirt to pants
Nothin' on me but a ass can
[Unverified] with empty
Bucket

find a couple of grams
Tons of dope that that nigga know
The Juice man can't be no bro
the cuffs but the nigga didn't go

Broke his throat with a left blowv
Now it's on and the chase
Cuttin' the corner, shirt in the wind
Dog on my trail and he up the scent

[Unverified] kill a four legged friend
in the lex, voodoo like a hex
Dog confused, in mind complex
the red light, ballin' on my set

Cops on my 'cause I let you rest
Hop in the car, ran two blocks
Put in reverse, then I the gun shots
Doin' a hundred, so I get popped
friendly, on the trip nonstop

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