Luyện nghe bài hát What I Gotta Live For

I ain't got to live for anyway, yes you do
I'll see these niggas in Hell you gotta lot to live for
Man fuck all that I'm sayin', you for me then
Fuck that shit, bloodshed, bloodshed,

Yo, yo, I'm to stick the gun to my head and bust a clip
I want the to see the blood to drip, pus to drip
Crash the car crush the
And one time I loved the six, fuck this shit

Trust a chick? Never
Only to fuck a bitch to a bitch
ran a circus on me wranglin' brothers tip
Fuck my connect, fuck I expect, I get weight

I'll take half of his cake, run, I debate
Father had the nerve to tell me I'm a
I said, Dad I told my daughter that, I could
And the beef up the hill, is gettin' live
Still sittin' by, still gettin'

And I don't my tongue I was wrong enough to tell 'em
That I could doing drugs long enough to sell 'em
A proclamation, intoxication
Ayo gettin' high, a three rock occasion

Woah, I'm so high, you're so
What the these motherfuckers put in my live
a million dollars, yo I could if I tried
But why the fuck I gotta pay him, him, and

Yo fuck around spray him, him, and him
And fuck her when girl lay, him, him, and him
Man, why I'ma give it up
The Benz truck drive it up, every did it up
But me why, live for what?

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

Yo, yo, yo, I was wishin' for
But didn't tuition for college
So that mission
Straight street like power, politics, and policy

Give a fuck how I see bakin', gimme this, that
Gimme your hat, gimme gat, gimme your shit
Gimme your bricks, gimme kicks
Matter fact you pussy, gimme bitch
Cam' is clappin', I'm in, can't negotiate with Samuel

a time to kill, what do I do?
My pregnant, rent is due, the phone is off
The heat is off, no the heat is on
In the street is on, I'm to beat upon
A nigga 'til they deceased or gone, at least I'm

What do it matter, they relate to binnis
Girl fucked my man like Jada from
But I play to the finish, got blazed in a
Least I caged in a clinic in there, you age in a minute

But you know the sharks, ho, we know the art
Come through leave your wet like Noah's ark
We the pies, you sort of a lie
You ain't 730 nigga you a quarter to five

Life's on the line, wife's goin'
Tell me man, god, type of a sign
Take a nitrogen nine, man, that's why give it up
stay glittered up, every weekend did it up
But me why, live for what

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