Luyện nghe bài hát Still Ain't Forgave Myself

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

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

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

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

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

Outta all the I was wit when I was doin wrong
3 In the fed, 1 doin life, and 2 dead and
Knew there was more to life than sellin blow and bustin
But what's the good in knowin' better if I tell 'em nutthin
I knew I coulda told Cap not to shawty
Put down the gun, get in the car let 'em shawty
You'll probably get locked up, and I'll probably have a shawty
Naw, I scared, I'm just telling ya like it is shawty
told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers blow
Leave that country alone, yall needa come back home
Bankhead and J-Rue, I just like if I was wit 'em
They woulda never got killed that if I was 'em
Seem I coulda done mo', said mo'
Why all my partners gotta be or in the fed fo'?
All the time, I wish that yall could ball wit me
at night I close my eyes, and dream that yall wit me (damn.)

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

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

Yea, for anybody who ever wondered how I
Anybody who ever wondered wrong wit me, here it is
3 of what's in the heart of T.I.P
This song is dedicated to who ain't here wit me
Cap, damn you fucked up shawty, but you get out
If I live to see it, its gone be on ya know what I'm sayin
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 you do I'll be there shawty always
Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some I cant change
When I get up there, we gone again, open the gates shawty let me in
We gone ball. J-Rue man I know money 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 matter. My uncles shit
It don't matter yall back
Well hell My boy (music stops)
You betta not do the shit I did
Or Im'ma yo muthafuckin ass