Luyện nghe bài hát What Do I Gotta Live For

I aint got shit to for anyway
Yes you do
I'll see these in hell anyway
You lot to live for
Man all that
I'm sayin, you live for me
Fuck that
Bloodshed, bloodshed, bloodshed...

1]
Yo, yo
I'm ready to stick the gun to my head and a clip
I want the world to see the blood to drip, pus to
the car crush the whip
And it's one time I loved the six, fuck shit
Trust a chick? that
It's only to fuck a bitch to a bitch
ran a circus on me Wrangling Brothers tip
Fuck my connect, I expect, I could get weight
I'll take of his cake, run, I would debate
had the nerve to tell me I'm a mistake
I said, dad I told my daughter that, I could
And the up the hill, is real gettin live
sittin by, still gettin high
And I hold my tongue
I was wrong to tell 'em
That I could stop doing drugs long enough to em
A proclamation, with
[Ayo Cam' gettin high!] A three rock
Whoa, I'm so high, you're so
What the fuck these put in my lye??
Make a dollars, yo I could if I tried
But why the fuck I gotta pay him, him, and
Yo fuck around I'ma him, him, and him
And fuck her when girl lay, him, him, and him
Man, why I'ma give it up
The Benz truck driv' it up, weekend did it up
But tell me why, for what?

What do I to live for...
What do I have to for...
What do I to live for...
What do I to live for..

2]
Yo, yo, yo, I was wishin for
But didn't have tuition for
So that abolished
Straight street like power, politics, and policy
Give a how I see bakin, gimme this, gimme that
Gimme your hat, your gat, gimme your shit
Gimme your bricks, gimme kicks
fact you pussy, gimme your bitch
is clappin, I'm in
Can't with Samuel Jackson
It's A Time To Kill, do I do?
My girl pregnant, rent is due, the is off
The heat is off, no the is on nigga
In the street is on, I'm about to beat
A nigga til they or gone, at least I'm gone
What do it matter, they just to Binnis
fucked my man like Jada from Innis
But I to the finish, got blazed in a blemish
I wasn't caged in a clinic
In there, you age in a
But you the sharks, diplomat ho, we know the art
Come through your shit wet like Noah's Ark
We order the pies, you of a lie
You aint 730 nigga you 'bout a to five
Life's on the line, wife's goin
Tell me man, god, what type of a
Take a nitrogen nine, man, that's why give it up
stay glittered up, every weekend did it up
But tell me why, live for

do I have to live for...
What do I have to for...