Luyện nghe bài hát Do It Again

Man I a lotta bitches man
a lotta money, made a lotta enemies
Would I do this shit all over again, I
That's a question, would you do your life over again?
I know I fuck fat ass Tasha one more time if I have else to do
I fuck bitch one more time, that ass was fat

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

Give each other fake fives look back peripheral 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 know Big it's just the type of nigga I am
I live my life a thug live my life wit drugs everybody else
I live my life for Blood, so Lexus, and I got's to keep Triste near
'Cause Blood suppose to be

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

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

And I never slowed down I was fuckin' with skirts
I mean since the days I was cuttin' from church
talk 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 for my niggas, who never get no cheddar
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, that would never get a
For the I lead and things I done
A nigga went to 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 those times we sung, all those crimes done
All those times was fun but you do it again?
All those we sung, all those crimes we've done
All those times was fun but you do it again?

Yo, life I should rock again?
Stand on this block again?
Almost get again see alotta 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 7 kid, screamin' mother overhead two plates
One fork sour and a loaf of bread but I shook it off
Smiled of course kid, my girl wild out on child support
Shit I'm out exhausted obsolete y'all but will flip like
Dominique Daws I'm not here to teach
Just here to 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 times we sung, all those crimes done
All those times was fun but would you do it

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