Luyện nghe bài hát Still Ain't Forgave Myself

Still forgave myself damn
a lotta fucked up shit that go down man
You don't even know the

Man I been in and outta trouble since an
Spoiled rotten, fresh, wit no daddy present
I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they me straight
7 And 8, I'm countin money while they weight
My daddy send me clothes and always tell me and see him
I say aiight but still I feelin like my momma him
sendin letters home from school, nobody read mines
And my uncles, doin 10 years F.E.D. time
Then I started rebellin, crack sellin
Tha littlest thang on the wit a Mac 11
After school I my momma holla homework
I say ma, but look I got my own work
Started interactin wit at the age of 13
Now my momma rocks in my socks, glocks in my toy box
Like damn, why do come to me like this
But on the real, it ain't even to be like this (fuck)

Mistakes on this road to wealth
I still ain't myself
Ay, what I am
I made myself but I still ain't myself
For runnin to the grave getting to death
I still ain't my self
For anyone who wondered how I felt
I still ain't myself

At 14 man, thought I knew
I'm slangin slabs, trappin hard, heavy Cain
I bought an '85 cutlass on dane-a-danes
Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor in 30 days
man I ain't listen to anything
I'm money so, I'm right and I got plenty game
Besides why I need school, Im'ma be momma
If that don't work, then I guess Im'ma be trappin
But hey I Im'ma make it cause I'm damn good
Im'ma get us out this hood and off can goods
School just a white man game, and ran good
At 16, my introduction to manhood
Blue behind me, damn what I'm gonna do
Cause I got 2 of weed and a 3.80 too
I guess be aiight if I just keep it cool
How ya doin officer, ya mean why I ain't in school
Can you search the car?Yea but, I rather you didn't
Besides it's just a waste of yo time cause nutthin in it
(Laugh) I guess when I seen, that I ain't know shit
When stuck in a place wit I ain't gone get (Damn!)

made on this road to wealth
I ain't forgave myself
Ay, I am today
I made myself but I ain't forgave myself
For runnin to the getting closer to death
I still ain't forgave my
For anyone who ever how I felt
I still ain't forgave

Outta all the niggas I was wit I was doin wrong
3 In the fed, 1 doin life, and 2 dead and
Knew there was more to life sellin blow and chopper bustin
But what's the good in knowin' if I ain't tell 'em nutthin
I knew I told Cap not to kill shawty
Put down the gun, get in the car let 'em shawty
You'll probably get locked up, and I'll probably have a deal
Naw, I ain't scared, I'm just telling ya like it is
Coulda told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers
Leave that country town alone, yall needa back home
Bankhead and J-Rue, I just like if I was wit 'em
They woulda got killed that night if I was 'em
Seem like I done mo', said mo'
Why all my gotta be dead or in the fed fo'?
All the time, I wish that yall could ball wit me
Sometimes at night I close my eyes, and that yall wit me (damn.)

Mistakes made on road to wealth
I still ain't myself
Ay, I am today
I myself but I still ain't forgave myself
For to the grave getting closer to death
I still ain't my self
For anyone who ever how I felt
I still forgave myself

And yea they say I cant blame
But I still ain't forgave
Fo the mistakes made on this road to
I still ain't forgave
Guess this the that you take, when dealt the cards I was dealt
But I still forgave myself
For who ever wondered how I felt
I still ain't myself (Ain't Forgave myself)

Yea, for who ever wondered how I felt
who ever wondered what's wrong wit me, here it is
3 16'S of what's in the of T.I.P
This is dedicated to everybody who ain't here wit me
Cap, damn you up shawty, but when you get out
If I live to see it, its gone be on again ya know what I'm
And we ain't gotta bout goin to jail shawty we legit now
Ya know what I'm sayin Cern, Quint, Endae, gone get out man
And when you do I'll be there always
Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some shit I cant
When I get up there, we ball again, open the gates shawty let me in
We gone ball. J-Rue man I know ain't worth a friend shawty
I up bad man I still ain't forgave myself
My momma, sorry I graduate but
Hell we rich now it don't matter. My shit
It matter either yall back
Well My Lil' boy (music stops)
You betta not do the same I did
Or Im'ma whoop yo ass