[Verse 1:] 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 fuck this shit Trust a chick never that It's always fuck a bitch then fucked up bitch Girl ran a circus on me Wringling Brothers tip Fuck like a neck fuck 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 fuck these motherfuckers put in my lye Make a million dollars yo I could if I tried Why the fuck I got to pay him him and him Yo fuck around I'm a spray him him and him Bet it fucked 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
[Chorus:] 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?
[Verse 2:] 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 fuck how he's debatin Give me this give me that give me your hat give me your gat Give me your shit give me your bricks give me your kicks Matter fact you're pussy give me your bitch Cam is clappin oh man can't go shit 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 nigga the street is on I'm about to beat upon A nigga til they deceased or gone at least I'm gone What do it matter they just realte the business Girl fucked 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 shit wet like Noah's Ark We ordered the pie you sort of a lie You ain't 7:30 nigga 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
[Chorus] Bloodshed there Grandma deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
