文本歌词

What I Gotta Live For (Album Version) - Cam'ron
I ain't got sh*t to live for anyway
Yes you do
I see these niggas are hell bent on me f**kers
You got a lot to live for
Sh*t f**k all that
I'm fam you live for me then
F**k that sh*t
Bloodshed Bloodshed Bloodshed
Yo yo I'm ready to stick the gun to
My head and bust a clip
I want to world to see the blood that drip puss to drip
Crash the car crush the whip
There was one time I love the six f**k this sh*t
Trust a chick never that
It's always f**k a b**ch then f**ked up b**ch
Girl ran a circus on me Wringling Brothers tip
F**k like a neck f**k I expect
I could get weight I'll take half of his cake
Run I would debate father had the
Nerve to tell me I'm a mistake
I said dad I told my daughter that I can relate
And the beef up the hill is real gettin live
Still sittin by still gettin high
Now I don't hold my tongue
I was wrong enough to tell her
That I can stop doin drugs long enough to sell em
Approclamation what detoxication
(Ay yo Cam's in the house) A three rock occasion
Whoa I'm so high you're so high
What the f**k these motherf**kers put in my lye
Make a million dollars yo I could if I tried
Why the f**k I got to pay him him and him
Yo f**k around I'm a spray him him and him
Bet it f**ked up when your girl lay him him and him
Look man that's why I'm a give
It up the Benz truck driv it up
Every weekend did it up and tell why live for what
What do I have to live for
What do I have to live for
What do I have to live for
What do I have to live for
Yo yo I was wishin for knowledge
But then have to wishin for college
So that mission obolished straight street life power
Politics and policy makin give a f**k how he's debatin
Give me this give me that give
Me your hat give me your gat
Give me your sh*t give me your
Bricks give me your kicks
Matter fact you're p**sy give me your b**ch
Cam is clappin oh man can't go
Sh*t with Samuel Jackson
It's a time to kill what do I do my girl pregnant
Rent is due the phone is off the heat is off
No the heat is on ni**a the street is
On I'm about to beat upon
A ni**a til they deceased or gone at least I'm gone
What do it matter they just realte the business
Girl f**ked my man like Jada from Menace
But I play to the finish got blazed and oblimished
Least I wasn't caged in a clinic
And now you age in a minute
But you know the sharks diplomat ho we know the art
Come through leave your sh*t wet like Noah's Ark
We ordered the pie you sort of a lie
You ain't 7:30 ni**a you about a quarter to five
Lights on the line whites goin blind tell
Me man God what type of a sign
Take a nitrogen nine man that's why I'm a give it up
Wrists stay glidded up every weekend
Did it up tell me why live for what
What do I have to live for
What do I have to live for
What do I have to live for