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 know the half

Man I in and outta trouble since an adolescents
Spoiled rotten, fresh, wit no daddy present
I got two uncles, Quint and Man and they me straight
7 And 8, I'm money while they movin weight
My daddy send me and always tell me come and see him
I say aiight but still I feelin my momma need him
sendin letters home from school, nobody read mines
And my uncles, doin 10 years F.E.D. time
Then I started rebellin, began sellin
Tha littlest on the corner wit a Mac 11
After school I hear my momma 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 trouble to me like this
But on the real, it ain't even have to be like (fuck)

made on this road to wealth
I still ain't forgave
Ay, what I am
I made myself but I still forgave myself
For runnin to the getting closer to death
I still ain't forgave my
For anyone who ever wondered how I
I ain't forgave 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 blew in 30 days
Hardheaded man I ain't listen to
I'm money so, I'm right and I got plenty game
Besides why I 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 I'm damn good
Im'ma get us out this hood and off these can
School just a man game, and it's ran good
At 16, here's my to manhood
lights behind me, damn what I'm gonna do
Cause I got 2 pounds of and a 3.80 too
I guess everything'll be if I just keep it cool
How ya doin officer, ya mean why I ain't in school
Can you the car?Yea but, I rather that you didn't
it's just a waste of yo time cause ain't nutthin in it
(Laugh) I guess when I seen, that I ain't know shit
When stuck in a place wit freedom I gone get (Damn!)

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

all the niggas 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 blow and chopper bustin
But the good in knowin' better if I ain't 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 a deal shawty
Naw, I ain't scared, I'm just telling ya like it is
Coulda told Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya blow
Leave that country town alone, yall needa come home
Bankhead and J-Rue, I just like if I was wit 'em
They woulda never got killed night if I was 'em
Seem I coulda done mo', said mo'
Why all my partners be dead or in the fed fo'?
All the time, I just wish that yall ball wit me
Sometimes at I close my eyes, and dream that yall wit me (damn.)

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

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

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