Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

they come to spill my blood?
Have they to sentence me?
Will I leave here 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 don't want to or cry round

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

Soarin' through the down to the trees
Packed tight two-some on shakes
No rubber a paratroop, in fields with 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 choice, my dred
'Cause Lord will gain a healthy bounty for your head

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

My hands over my
They got me
I'm startin' to woozy
They 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?
Isn't you quiet just because we got ass muff?

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

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

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

Have they come to 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 what trick had bought

Kept that visine in my
Get a car from Hertz
Call my from the Three 6
'em 'bout the plan first

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Unverified] cops kill a four legged
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in they mind
Fuck the red light, on my set

Cops on my trail I let you rest
Hop in the car, ran two blocks
Put in reverse, I heard the gun shots
Doin' a hundred, so I couldn't get
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 they come to my blood?
Have come to sentence me?
Will I leave here my life, my Lord
If the law men me?