Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

Man I a lotta bitches man
Made a lotta money, made a enemies
Would I do shit all over again, I dunno
That's a good question, would you do your 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 guess
But if you knew my life you'd shed a where from the
Fucked up to the tough luck bar to my cousin fightin'
Chapters in a crushed up car I handled live beef the
Pluriel I beef capeshe a few cats tried to me
'Cause I drive a fresh Benz and ends but I lost brothers
Some best friends word life, we all bredgren but we all
And budgin' 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate rise

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

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

One of my worst fears, is being in a hearse
Six deep being crushed my the earth
Bury me wit rings so when I'm from the earth
Every motherfucker see how much it was
Oh you my best misjudgin' of my worst
And all my life put in nothin' but
Y'all talk how I was such a big flirt

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

For my vitally sick, that never get no better
For my niggas in the cold, would never get a sweater
For the life I lead and things I
A went to school I had to bring my gun
A nigga had to hustle I had to slung drums
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 you do it again?
All those times we sung, all those crimes done
All those times was fun but you do it again?

Yo, life I should rock again?
on this motherfuckin' 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 do it for my jail berg consecutive
Get my messages, no or my block nigga never live

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

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

All those times we sung, all crimes we've done
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?