| 歌曲 | What I Gotta Live For |
| 歌手 | Cam'ron |
| 专辑 | S.D.E. |
| 作词 : Branch, Giles | |
| I aint got shit to live for anyway | |
| Yes you do | |
| I'll see these niggas in hell anyway | |
| You gotta lot to live for | |
| Man fuck all that | |
| I'm sayin, you live for me then | |
| Fuck that shit | |
| Bloodshed, bloodshed, bloodshed...[Verse 1] | |
| Yo, yoI'm ready to stick the gun to my head and bust a clip | |
| I want the world to see the blood to drip, pus to drip | |
| Crash the car crush the whip | |
| And it's one time | |
| I loved the six, fuck this shit | |
| Trust a chick? | |
| Never that | |
| It's only to fuck a bitch to fuck a bitch | |
| Girl ran a circus on me | |
| Wrangling | |
| Brothers tip | |
| Fuck my connect, 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 could relate | |
| And the beef up the hill, is real gettin live | |
| Still sittin by, still gettin high | |
| And I don't hold my tongue | |
| I was wrong enough to tell 'em | |
| That I could stop doing drugs long enough to sell em | |
| A proclamation, with intoxication[Ayo Cam' gettin high!] | |
| 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 triedBut why the fuck | |
| I gotta pay him, him, and him? | |
| Yo fuck around | |
| I'ma spray him, him, and him | |
| And fuck her when your girl lay, him, him, and him | |
| Man, that's why | |
| I'ma give it up | |
| The Benz truck driv' it up, every weekend did it up | |
| But 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... | |
| What do I have to live for..[Verse 2] | |
| Yo, yo, yo, | |
| I was wishin for knowledge | |
| But didn't have tuition for college | |
| So that mission abolished | |
| Straight street like power, politics, and policy making | |
| Give a fuck how | |
| I see bakin, gimme this, gimme that | |
| Gimme your hat, gimme your gat, gimme your shit | |
| Gimme your bricks, gimme your kicks | |
| Matter fact you pussy, gimme your bitch | |
| Cam' is clappin, | |
| I'm inCan't negotiate 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 | |
| In the street is on, | |
| I'm about to beat upon | |
| A nigga til they deceased or gone, at least | |
| I'm goneWhat do it matter, they just relate to | |
| BinnisGirl fucked my man like | |
| Jada from | |
| InnisBut I play to the finish, got blazed in a blemish | |
| Least I wasn't caged in a clinic | |
| In there, 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 order the pies, you sort of a lie | |
| You aint 730 nigga you 'bout a quarter to five | |
| Life's on the line, wife's goin blind | |
| Tell me man, god, what type of a sign | |
| Take a nitrogen nine, man, that's why | |
| I'ma give it up | |
| Wrists stay glittered up, every weekend did it up | |
| But tell me why, live for what | |
| What do I have to live for... | |
| What do I have to live for... |
| zuò cí : Branch, Giles | |
| I aint got shit to live for anyway | |
| Yes you do | |
| I' ll see these niggas in hell anyway | |
| You gotta lot to live for | |
| Man fuck all that | |
| I' m sayin, you live for me then | |
| Fuck that shit | |
| Bloodshed, bloodshed, bloodshed... Verse 1 | |
| Yo, yoI' m ready to stick the gun to my head and bust a clip | |
| I want the world to see the blood to drip, pus to drip | |
| Crash the car crush the whip | |
| And it' s one time | |
| I loved the six, fuck this shit | |
| Trust a chick? | |
| Never that | |
| It' s only to fuck a bitch to fuck a bitch | |
| Girl ran a circus on me | |
| Wrangling | |
| Brothers tip | |
| Fuck my connect, 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 could relate | |
| And the beef up the hill, is real gettin live | |
| Still sittin by, still gettin high | |
| And I don' t hold my tongue | |
| I was wrong enough to tell ' em | |
| That I could stop doing drugs long enough to sell em | |
| A proclamation, with intoxication Ayo Cam' gettin high! | |
| 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 triedBut why the fuck | |
| I gotta pay him, him, and him? | |
| Yo fuck around | |
| I' ma spray him, him, and him | |
| And fuck her when your girl lay, him, him, and him | |
| Man, that' s why | |
| I' ma give it up | |
| The Benz truck driv' it up, every weekend did it up | |
| But 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... | |
| What do I have to live for.. Verse 2 | |
| Yo, yo, yo, | |
| I was wishin for knowledge | |
| But didn' t have tuition for college | |
| So that mission abolished | |
| Straight street like power, politics, and policy making | |
| Give a fuck how | |
| I see bakin, gimme this, gimme that | |
| Gimme your hat, gimme your gat, gimme your shit | |
| Gimme your bricks, gimme your kicks | |
| Matter fact you pussy, gimme your bitch | |
| Cam' is clappin, | |
| I' m inCan' t negotiate 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 | |
| In the street is on, | |
| I' m about to beat upon | |
| A nigga til they deceased or gone, at least | |
| I' m goneWhat do it matter, they just relate to | |
| BinnisGirl fucked my man like | |
| Jada from | |
| InnisBut I play to the finish, got blazed in a blemish | |
| Least I wasn' t caged in a clinic | |
| In there, 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 order the pies, you sort of a lie | |
| You aint 730 nigga you ' bout a quarter to five | |
| Life' s on the line, wife' s goin blind | |
| Tell me man, god, what type of a sign | |
| Take a nitrogen nine, man, that' s why | |
| I' ma give it up | |
| Wrists stay glittered up, every weekend did it up | |
| But tell me why, live for what | |
| What do I have to live for... | |
| What do I have to live for... |