Luyện nghe bài hát What Do I Gotta Live For

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

1]
Yo, yo
I'm to stick the gun to my head and bust a clip
I want the world to see the to drip, pus to drip
Crash the car crush the
And it's one time I loved the six, this shit
a chick? Never that
It's only to fuck a bitch to fuck a
Girl ran a circus on me Wrangling tip
my connect, fuck I expect, I could get weight
I'll half of his cake, run, I would debate
Father had the nerve to tell me I'm a
I said, dad I my daughter that, I could relate
And the up the hill, is real gettin live
sittin by, still gettin high
And I don't hold my
I was wrong to tell 'em
That I could doing drugs long enough to sell em
A proclamation, intoxication
[Ayo Cam' gettin high!] A rock occasion
Whoa, I'm so high, you're so
What the fuck motherfuckers put in my lye??
a million dollars, yo I could if I tried
But why the fuck I pay him, him, and him?
Yo fuck I'ma spray him, him, and him
And fuck her when girl lay, him, him, and him
Man, that's why I'ma it up
The truck driv' it up, every weekend did it up
But tell me why, for what?

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

2]
Yo, yo, yo, I was for knowledge
But didn't have for college
So that mission
Straight street power, politics, and policy making
Give a fuck how I see bakin, gimme this, gimme
Gimme hat, gimme 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 To Kill, what do I do?
My girl pregnant, is due, the phone is off
The is off, no the heat 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 relate to Binnis
Girl fucked my man like Jada Innis
But I play to the finish, got in a blemish
Least I wasn't caged in a
In there, you age in a
But you know the sharks, ho, we know the art
through leave your shit wet like Noah's Ark
We the pies, you sort of a lie
You aint 730 nigga you a quarter to five
on the line, wife's goin blind
Tell me man, god, what of a sign
Take a nine, man, that's why I'ma give it up
Wrists stay glittered up, weekend did it up
But tell me why, live for

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