Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

Man I a lotta bitches man
a lotta money, made a lotta enemies
Would I do shit all over again, I dunno
That's a good question, would you do life over again?
I know I fat ass Tasha one more time if I have nothing else to do
I fuck bitch one more time, that ass was fat

Yo, Shorty get a desk and chair now wit the appear
But if you knew my life shed a tear where from the
up scar to the tough luck bar to my cousin fightin'
Chapters in a crushed up car I handled live from the
Pluriel I beef capeshe a few cats tried to me
'Cause I drive a Benz and collect ends but I lost brothers
Some best word life, we all bredgren but we all speak
And nobody budgin' 'cause we all yeah, we let the hate rise

Give each other fives look back peripheral give each other
eyes, true in all sequels you too of all people, guess they
Right is the root of all evil a nigga front on them though
I triggered at em', I don't know Big it's the type of nigga I am
I my life a thug live my life wit drugs fuck everybody else
I live my life for Blood, so Lexus, Moff and I got's to Triste near
'Cause suppose to be here

All those times we sung, all those crimes we've
All those times was fun but would you do it
All those we sung, all those crimes we've done
All times was fun but would you do it again?

One of my fears, is being stuffed in a hearse
Six feet being crushed my the earth
Bury me wit rings so when I'm plucked the earth
Every motherfucker see how much it was
Oh you stressin' my best misjudgin' of my
And all my put in nothin' but work
Y'all about how I was such a big flirt

And I never slowed down 'cause I was with skirts
I mean since the early days I was from church
Y'all talk about things I've to my life
You talk about things that done to my wife
I know I'm going so I can come in a crisis
I do for my niggas, who never get no cheddar
For my niggas up state, that'll never get a

For my sick, that would never get no better
For my niggas in the cold, would never get a sweater
For the life I lead and things I
A nigga went to I had to bring my gun
A nigga had to hustle I had to slung them
As the man of the house I had to bring

All times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it
All those times we sung, all those crimes done
All those times was fun but would you do it

Yo, this life I should again?
Stand on this block again?
Almost get shot again see men get shot up bad
up hobbilin', sista out gossipin' so I don't rhyme
For executives, it's imparitive do it for my jail consecutive
Get my messages, hell no or my nigga never live

One room 7 kid, screamin' overhead two plates
One fork sour milk and a loaf of bread but I it off
of course kid, my girl wild out on some child support
Shit I'm out exhausted obsolete y'all but will flip like
Dominique Daws I'm not to teach y'all
Just here to y'all if I do my life over, I repeat all

All times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All times was fun but would you do it again?
All those times we sung, all those crimes done
All those times was fun but you do it again?

All those times we sung, all those crimes we've
All times was fun but would you do it again?
All times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but you do it again?