Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

Man I fucked a lotta man
Made a lotta money, a lotta enemies
Would I do shit all over again, I dunno
a good question, would you do your life over again?
I know I fat ass Tasha one more time if I have nothing else to do
I fuck that one more time, that 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 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 tried to muirelize me
'Cause I a fresh 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 stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate

Give each other fake fives back peripheral give each other
Snake eyes, true in all 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 know Big it's just the type of nigga I am
I live my a thug live my life wit drugs fuck everybody else
I my life for Blood, so Lexus, Moff and I got's to keep Triste near
Blood suppose to be here

All those 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 you do it again?

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

And I never slowed down 'cause I was fuckin' skirts
I mean the early days I was cuttin' from church
Y'all about things 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, never get a letter

For my sick, that would never 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 nigga had to hustle I had to slung drums
As the man of the house I had to bring

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

Yo, life I should rock again?
Stand on motherfuckin' block again?
Almost get shot again see alotta men get up bad
Back up hobbilin', sista out gossipin' so I rhyme
For executives, it's imparitive do it for my jail consecutive
Get my messages, hell no or my block nigga never

One room 7 kid, mother overhead two plates
One fork milk and a loaf of bread but I shook 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 here to y'all
Just here to reach y'all if I do my life over, I all

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