Luyện nghe bài hát What I Gotta Live For

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

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

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

I'll take of his cake, run, I would debate
had the nerve to tell me I'm a mistake
I said, Dad I told my daughter that, I could
And the beef up the hill, is real live
Still sittin' by, 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, intoxication
Ayo Cam' gettin' high, a three rock

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

Yo fuck around I'ma him, him, and him
And her when your 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?

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 wishin' for
But didn't have for college
So that abolished
Straight like power, politics, and policy making

Give a fuck how I see bakin', gimme this, that
Gimme hat, gimme your gat, gimme your shit
Gimme your bricks, your kicks
Matter fact you pussy, gimme your
is clappin', I'm in, can't 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 heat is on
In the street is on, I'm about to beat
A nigga they deceased or gone, at least I'm gone

What do it matter, they relate to binnis
Girl fucked my man Jada from Innis
But I play to the finish, got in a blemish
Least I wasn't caged in a in there, you age in a minute

But you know the sharks, diplomat ho, we the art
Come through leave shit 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, goin' blind
me man, god, what type of a sign
Take a nitrogen nine, man, that's why I'ma it up
Wrists glittered up, every 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