Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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 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 want to rumble or cry round

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

through the night down to the trees
Packed tight with on shakes
No with a paratroop, in fields with parachutes
to the blue

No matter however, hold em' for forever
Dead or alive, your body, I sprinkle rotten flower pedals
Yes, the consequences are your choice, my
'Cause Lord will gain a healthy bounty for your head

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kept that in my purse
Get a car from Hertz
Call my niggas from the 6
Tell 'em 'bout the first

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

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

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

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

Search a nigga from the shirt to
on me but a sack ass can
[Unverified] with shots
Bucket

They a couple of grams
Tons of dope that that nigga don't
The man can't be cuttin' 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

[Unverified] cops kill a legged friend
Jump in the lex, voodoo a hex
Dog confused, in they complex
the red light, ballin' on my set

Cops on my trail I let you rest
Hop in the car, ran two more
Put in reverse, then I heard the gun
a hundred, so I couldn't get popped
Officer friendly, on the nonstop

Have they come to spill my
Have they to sentence me?
Will I leave 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?