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 live for me
Fuck shit, bloodshed, 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 the whip
And it's one time I loved the six, fuck this

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

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

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

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

Yo fuck around spray him, him, and him
And fuck her when your lay, him, him, and him
Man, that's why give it up
The truck drive it up, every weekend did it up
But tell me why, live for

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

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

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

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

What do it matter, they just to binnis
fucked my man like Jada from Innis
But I play to the finish, got blazed in a
Least I wasn't in a clinic in there, you age in a minute

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

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

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