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I ain't mad at cha lyrics by 2pac

Album: Greatest hits

2Pac - 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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