2Pac Lyrics
"I
Ain't Mad At Cha"
Change,
shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of
y'all niggaz to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy
Yeah,
all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for
y'all, knahmean?
Cause I ain't mad at cha
Heard y'all tearin up shit out
there, kickin up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain't...
Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh
Yeah, niggaz
[Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
Cause I ain't mad at cha
[Verse
One: 2Pac]
Now we was
once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same
line
You was just a little smaller but you still roller
Got stretched
to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite
learn
On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm
Collect calls to the
till, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard
you might be comin home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna
chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen
and now no sinnin is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is
the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble
Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life,
and that's no bullshitin
I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us
after school, we'd BOMB
on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme,
and you ain't even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker
bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
And
I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin at cha
You tryin hard to maintain,
then go head
cause I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)
[Chorus:
Danny Boy]
I ain't,
mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha
[Verse
Two: 2Pac]
We used to
be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin,
knowin, that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin
n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin
the way the guns blow
And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye,
and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight
the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here
I'm
through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin mad, I'm
knockin busters on they backs
in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one
day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I'll be
there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just
laughin at cha
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha
[Chorus:
Danny Boy]
I ain't,
mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true
down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)
[Verse
Three: 2Pac]
Well guess
who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now
Bitches be callin to get it, hookers
keep fallin down
He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock
Went
from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister local celebrity,
addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See,
first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta
slay you why you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons
blaze
Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the
fire from the niggaz in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried
to plot
That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God
return me to my essence
Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the
ghetto, so I ain't real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin
at cha
You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha
[Chorus:
Danny Boy]
I ain't,
mad at cha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad at cha)
Iiiiiiiii ain't mad [2Pac:] (hell
nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha
I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I ain't mad
at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad
at cha, noooo
I ain't mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh
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