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

Lord Infamous, the futuristic, rowdy
Nigga, I come from the land down
Up the the ground
You don't to rumble or cry round

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

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

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

I'm wakin' up, tossin' and
in a scuffle
My words clear, rarely I speak, speak
My voice is muffled,

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

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

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

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

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

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 come to sentence me?
Will I leave here 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' twisted more and sippin', havin'
Thoughts a nigga
I remember what trick had bought

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

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

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

Man, nigga, gone, done deal stupid
Now you know this bitch
Swing go gets
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 from the to pants
Nothin' on me but a ass can
[Unverified] empty shots
clean

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

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

[Unverified] cops kill a legged friend
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in they mind
Fuck the red light, 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 couldn't get
Officer friendly, on the trip

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