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 over again, I
That's a good question, you do your life over again?
I know I fuck fat ass one more time if I have nothing else to do
I fuck that one more time, that ass was fat

Yo, Shorty get a desk and 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 live beef from the
Pluriel I beef capeshe a few cats 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 nobody 'cause we all stubbrin' yeah, we let the hate rise

Give each other fake fives look back peripheral give each
Snake eyes, true in all you too of all people, guess they
Right money is the root of all evil a nigga on them though
I triggered at em', I don't know Big it's just the type of I am
I live my a thug live my life wit drugs fuck everybody else
I live my life for Blood, so Lexus, Moff and I to keep Triste near
'Cause suppose to be here

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

One of my fears, is being 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 much it was
Oh you stressin' my best of my worst
And all my life put in but work
Y'all talk 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
talk about things I've done to my life
You talk about things that 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 niggas up state, never get a letter

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

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

Yo, this I should rock again?
Stand on motherfuckin' block again?
Almost get shot again see alotta men get up bad
Back up hobbilin', out gossipin' so I don't rhyme
For executives, it's imparitive do it for my jail consecutive
Get my messages, hell no or my block nigga live

One room 7 kid, screamin' overhead two plates
One fork sour 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 girls will flip
Dominique Daws I'm not here to y'all
Just to reach y'all if I do my life over, I repeat all

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 would you do it

All those times we sung, all those crimes we've
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 would you do it