Luyện nghe bài hát What I Gotta Live For

I ain't got shit to 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
that shit, bloodshed, bloodshed, bloodshed

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

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

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

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

Woah, I'm so high, you're so
What the these motherfuckers put in my live
Make a million dollars, yo I 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, that's why give it up
The Benz truck it up, every weekend did it up
But me why, live for what?

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

Yo, yo, yo, I was wishin' for
But have tuition for college
So that mission
Straight street like power, politics, and policy

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

It's a to kill, what 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 'til they deceased or gone, at least I'm gone

do it matter, they just relate to binnis
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, ho, we know the art
Come through leave shit wet like Noah's ark
We order the pies, you of a lie
You ain't 730 nigga you 'bout a quarter to

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

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