Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

Have they to spill my blood?
they 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 down under
Up the the ground
You don't to rumble or cry round

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now the tables turned
And in the mist of the
Your funky burn, nigga

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

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

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

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

Kept that in my purse
Get a rental car Hertz
Call my niggas the Three 6
Tell 'em the plan first

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

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

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

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

Search a nigga from the to pants
on me but a sack ass can
[Unverified] empty shots
clean

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

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

[Unverified] cops a four legged friend
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in they 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 heard the gun
Doin' a hundred, so I couldn't get
friendly, on the trip nonstop

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

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