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 anyway you gotta lot to live for
Man fuck all that I'm sayin', you live for me
Fuck shit, bloodshed, bloodshed, bloodshed

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

Trust a Never that
Only to fuck a bitch to fuck a
Girl ran a on me wranglin' brothers tip
Fuck my connect, I expect, I could get weight

I'll take of his cake, run, I would debate
Father had the to tell me I'm a mistake
I said, Dad I told my that, I could relate
And the up the hill, is real gettin' live
sittin' by, still gettin' high

And I don't hold my tongue I was wrong enough to 'em
That I stop doing drugs long enough to sell 'em
A proclamation, with
Ayo Cam' gettin' high, a three rock

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

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 drive it up, weekend did it up
But tell me why, live for

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

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

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

It's a time to kill, do I do?
My pregnant, rent is due, the phone is off
The heat is off, no the is on nigga
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, just relate to binnis
Girl fucked my man like Jada Innis
But I to the finish, got blazed in a blemish
Least 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 leave your wet like Noah's ark
We order the pies, you of a lie
You 730 nigga you 'bout a quarter to five

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

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