Luyện nghe bài hát Spill My Blood

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

Infamous, the futuristic, rowdy bounty-hunter
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 been shook by a pack of coyote

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now the have turned
And in the of the morgue
funky sould burn, nigga

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

Have come to spill my blood?
Have come to sentence me?
Will I leave here with my life, my
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' twisted and sippin', havin' thoughts
about a nigga
I remember what trick had bought

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

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

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

Man, nigga, gone, deal stupid trick
Now you know lady bitch
Swing go gets
Scott free your shit

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

Search a nigga from the shirt to
Nothin' on me but a ass can
[Unverified] empty shots
clean

They find a couple of
Tons of dope that that nigga know
The Juice man be cuttin' no bro
Tryed the cuffs but the nigga go

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

cops kill a four legged friend
Jump in the lex, like a hex
Dog confused, in they mind
the red light, ballin' on my set

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

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