Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm wakin' up, tossin' and
Like in a
My words aren't clear, rarely I speak,
My voice is muffled,

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

The same I done creeped on
In his own sleep,
One hoes survived
Now creeped on me

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

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

Now the tables turned
And in the of the morgue
Your sould burn, nigga

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

Have come to spill my blood?
Have come to sentence 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
about a nigga
I remember what that trick had

that visine in my purse
Get a rental car Hertz
my niggas from the Three 6
Tell 'em 'bout the plan

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

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

Man, nigga, gone, done deal trick
Now you know this lady
Swing go gets
Scott free with shit

For all the that I did to my wife
Forgive me, Lord, each and every
Croked cops, pull a gun, fight
you away, leave you out of sight

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

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

his throat with a quick left blowv
Now on and the chase begins
Cuttin' the corner, blowin' in the wind
Dog on my and he pickin' up the scent

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

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

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

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