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 Tasha one more time if I have nothing to do
I fuck that bitch one time, that ass was fat

Yo, get a desk and chair now wit the guess appear
But if you knew my life you'd shed a tear 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 capeshe a few cats tried to muirelize me
'Cause I drive a fresh Benz and collect ends but I brothers
Some best friends word life, we all but we all speak
And nobody budgin' 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate

Give each fake fives look back peripheral give each other
Snake eyes, true in all sequels you too of all people, they
Right money is the root of all evil a nigga front on them
I triggered at em', I know Big it's just the type of nigga I am
I live my life a thug 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 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 crimes done
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 so when I'm plucked from the earth
Every motherfucker see how it was worth
Oh you stressin' my misjudgin' of my worst
And all my put in nothin' but work
talk about how I was such a big flirt

And I never down 'cause I was fuckin' with skirts
I mean since the early days I was cuttin' from
Y'all talk about things I've to my life
You about things that I've done to my wife
I know where I'm going so I can in a crisis
I do this for my niggas, who get no cheddar
For my niggas up state, never get a letter

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

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

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

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

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

All those times we sung, all crimes 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?