Luyện nghe bài hát What I Gotta Live For

I got shit to live for anyway, yes you do
I'll see these niggas in Hell anyway you gotta lot to for
Man fuck all I'm sayin', you live for me then
Fuck that shit, bloodshed, bloodshed,

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

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

I'll take half of his cake, run, I 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 don't my tongue I was wrong enough to tell 'em
That I could stop doing drugs long enough to 'em
A proclamation, with
Ayo Cam' high, a three rock occasion

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

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

do I have 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 for knowledge
But didn't have tuition for
So that mission
Straight street like power, politics, and making

a fuck how I see bakin', gimme this, gimme that
Gimme your hat, your gat, gimme your shit
Gimme your bricks, gimme kicks
Matter fact you pussy, gimme bitch
Cam' is clappin', I'm in, negotiate with Samuel Jackson

It's a time to kill, do I do?
My girl pregnant, is due, the phone 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 deceased or gone, at I'm gone

What do it matter, they just relate to
Girl fucked my man like Jada Innis
But I play to the finish, got in a blemish
Least I wasn't caged 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 ain't 730 nigga you a quarter to five

Life's on the line, goin' blind
Tell me man, god, what type of a
a nitrogen nine, man, that's why I'ma give it up
Wrists stay glittered up, weekend did it up
But me why, live for what

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