Luyện nghe bài hát Still Ain't Forgave Myself

Still forgave myself damn
It's a lotta fucked up shit that go man
You even know the half

Man I in and outta trouble since an adolescents
Spoiled rotten, dead fresh, wit no daddy
I got two uncles, Quint and Man and keep me straight
7 And 8, I'm countin money while they weight
My send me clothes and always tell me come and see him
I say but still I feelin like my momma need him
They sendin home from school, nobody read mines
And my uncles, doin 10 years F.E.D. time
I started rebellin, began crack sellin
Tha littlest on the corner wit a Mac 11
After school I my momma holla homework
I say aiight ma, but look I got my own
interactin wit fiends at the age of 13
Now my findin rocks in my socks, glocks in my toy box
Like damn, why do trouble come to me like
But on the real, it even have to be like this (fuck)

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

At 14 man, I knew everything
I'm slangin slabs, trappin hard, movin heavy
I bought an '85 cutlass on dane-a-danes
Now I'm the shit, huh, the motor blew in 30
Hardheaded man I ain't to anything
I'm getting money so, I'm and I got plenty game
why I need school, Im'ma be rappin momma
If that work, then I guess Im'ma be trappin momma
But hey I Im'ma make it cause I'm damn good
Im'ma get us out this and off these can goods
just a white man game, and it's ran good
At 16, here's my introduction to
lights 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 officer, what ya mean why I ain't in school
Can you search the car?Yea but, I that you didn't
Besides it's just a waste of yo time cause ain't 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 on this road to wealth
I still ain't forgave
Ay, I am today
I made but I still ain't forgave myself
For to the grave getting closer to death
I still ain't my self
For who ever wondered how I felt
I still ain't myself

Outta all the niggas I was wit when I was doin
3 In the fed, 1 life, and 2 dead and gone
Knew there was more to life than sellin blow and chopper
But what's the good in knowin' better if I ain't 'em nutthin
I I coulda told Cap not to kill shawty
Put the gun, get in the car let 'em live shawty
You'll get locked up, and I'll probably have a deal shawty
Naw, I ain't scared, I'm just ya like it is shawty
Coulda Endae, Quint, and Kern, man ya covers blow
Leave that country town alone, yall needa come back
Bankhead and J-Rue, I feel like if I was wit 'em
They never got killed that night if I was 'em
like I coulda done mo', said mo'
Why all my partners be dead 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 made on this to wealth
I still forgave myself
Ay, I am today
I myself but I still ain't forgave myself
For runnin to the grave closer to death
I still forgave my self
For anyone who wondered how I felt
I still ain't myself

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

Yea, for who ever wondered how I felt
Anybody who wondered what's wrong wit me, here it is
3 16'S of in the heart of T.I.P
This song is 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, yall get out man
And when you do I'll be there shawty
Bankhead, J-rue, I'm sorry man, some shit I 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 fucked up bad man I still ain't forgave
My momma, I ain't graduate but
Hell we rich now it don't matter. My shit
It don't matter yall back
Well hell My boy (music stops)
You betta not do the shit I did
Or whoop yo muthafuckin ass