Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

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

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

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

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 we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it

One of my worst fears, is being in a hearse
Six feet being crushed my the earth
Bury me wit so when I'm plucked from the earth
Every see how much it was worth
Oh you my best misjudgin' of my worst
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 cuttin' from
Y'all about things I've done to my life
You talk about that I've done to my wife
I know where I'm 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 vitally sick, that would get no better
For my niggas in the cold, that would get a sweater
For the life I and things I done
A went to school I had to bring my gun
A had to hustle I had to slung them drums
As the man of the house I had to bring

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

Yo, this life I should again?
Stand on this motherfuckin' block
Almost get again see alotta 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 block nigga live

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

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