Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

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

Yo, Shorty get a desk and now wit the guess appear
But if you knew my life you'd shed a tear where the
Fucked up scar to the tough luck bar to my cousin
Chapters in a crushed up car I handled live from 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 friends word life, we all bredgren but we all
And budgin' 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate rise

Give each other fives look back peripheral give each other
Snake eyes, 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 know Big it's just 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 keep near
'Cause Blood to be here

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 crimes we've
All times was fun but would you do it again?

One of my fears, is being stuffed in a hearse
Six feet deep being crushed my the
Bury me wit rings so I'm plucked from the earth
Every motherfucker see how much it was
Oh you stressin' my best of my worst
And all my life put in nothin' but
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 I was cuttin' from church
Y'all about things I've done to my life
You talk things that I've done to my wife
I know I'm going so I can come in a crisis
I do this for my niggas, who never get no
For my up state, that'll never get a letter

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

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 we've
All those was fun but would you do it again?

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

One room 7 kid, screamin' overhead two plates
One fork sour milk and a loaf of but I shook it off
Smiled of kid, my girl wild out on some child support
Shit I'm out exhausted obsolete y'all but will flip like
Dominique I'm not here to teach y'all
here 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 would you do it
All those 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 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