Luyện nghe bài hát What Do I Gotta Live For

I got shit to live for anyway
Yes you do
I'll see these niggas in hell
You gotta lot to for
Man all that
I'm sayin, you live for me
Fuck shit
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
Crash the car crush the
And it's one time I the six, fuck this shit
Trust a chick? that
It's only to fuck a bitch to a bitch
Girl ran a circus on me Brothers tip
Fuck my connect, fuck I expect, I could get
I'll take half of his cake, run, I debate
Father had the nerve to me I'm a mistake
I said, dad I told my that, I could relate
And the beef up the hill, is gettin live
sittin by, still gettin high
And I hold my tongue
I was wrong enough to 'em
That I could stop doing drugs enough to sell em
A proclamation, intoxication
[Ayo Cam' high!] A three rock occasion
Whoa, I'm so high, you're so
the fuck these motherfuckers put in my lye??
Make a million dollars, yo I if I tried
But why the fuck I gotta pay him, him, and
Yo around I'ma spray him, him, and him
And fuck her when your lay, him, him, and him
Man, why I'ma give it up
The Benz truck it up, every weekend did it up
But tell me why, for what?

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

2]
Yo, yo, yo, I was wishin for
But didn't tuition for college
So that abolished
Straight street like power, politics, and policy
Give a fuck how I see bakin, this, gimme that
Gimme your hat, gimme your gat, gimme shit
Gimme your bricks, your kicks
Matter fact you pussy, gimme your
is clappin, I'm in
Can't negotiate with Samuel
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 deceased or gone, at least I'm gone
What do it matter, they relate to Binnis
Girl fucked my man like from Innis
But I play to the finish, got blazed in a
Least I wasn't in a clinic
In there, you age in a
But you know the sharks, diplomat ho, we the art
Come leave your shit wet like Noah's Ark
We order the pies, you of a lie
You aint 730 nigga you a quarter to five
Life's on the line, wife's blind
Tell me man, god, type of a sign
Take a nitrogen nine, man, that's why I'ma it up
Wrists stay glittered up, weekend did it up
But tell me why, live for

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