Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

Man I a lotta bitches man
Made a lotta money, a lotta enemies
I do this shit all over again, I dunno
That's a good question, 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, Shorty get a and chair now wit the guess appear
But if you knew my life you'd a tear where from the
Fucked up scar to the luck bar to my cousin fightin'
Chapters in a up car I handled live beef from the
Pluriel I beef a few cats 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 budgin' 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate rise

Give each other fake 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 front on them
I triggered at em', I don't Big it's just the type of nigga I am
I live my life a thug live my life wit drugs fuck else
I live my life for Blood, so Lexus, Moff and I to keep Triste near
'Cause Blood to be here

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 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 plucked the earth
Every motherfucker see how much it was
Oh you stressin' my 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 fuckin' with
I mean since the early days I was from church
Y'all talk about things 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 never get no
For my niggas in the cold, would never get a sweater
For the life I lead and things I
A nigga to school I had to bring my gun
A had to hustle I had to slung them drums
As the man of the I had to bring income

All those times we sung, all those crimes 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 alotta men get up bad
Back up hobbilin', sista out gossipin' so I don't
For executives, it's imparitive do it for my jail berg
Get my messages, hell no or my block nigga never

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
Shit I'm out exhausted y'all but girls will flip like
Daws I'm not here to teach y'all
Just to reach y'all 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 you do it again?
All times we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but would you do it

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 you do it again?