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2Pac - "I Aint Mad At Cha"
Lyrics to I Aint Mad At Cha : (feat. Danny Boy) Change, shit I guess change is good for any of us Whatever it take for any of yall niggaz to get up out the hood Shit, Im wit cha, I aint mad at cha Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy Yeah, all the homies that I aint talk to in a while Ima send this one out for yall, knahmean' Cause I aint mad at cha Heard yall tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust [Danny Boy] I aint... Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh Yeah, niggaz [Danny Boy] ...mad at cha Cause I aint 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 didnt 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, dont wanna chase tail I seems I lost my little homie hes 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 Im livin large you tell me its trouble Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know She got a playa for life, and thats no bullshitin I know we grew apart, you probably dont remember I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her And I can see us after school, wed BOMB on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on Now the whole shits changed, and we dont even kick it Got a big money scheme, and you aint even with it Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad Go toe to toe when its time for roll you got a brothers back And I cant even trip, cause Im just laughin at cha You tryin hard to maintain, then go head cause I aint mad at cha (Hmm, I aint mad at cha) [Chorus: Danny Boy] I aint, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I aint mad at cha) I aint, mad, at cha [Verse Two: 2Pac] We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasnt Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs Im gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared Besides bumpin n grindin wasnt 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 youd wait Dont give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes Said Ill return but I gotta fight the fates arrived Dont shed a tear, cause Mama I aint happy here Im through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years They got me goin mad, Im knockin busters on they backs in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day Ill be back" As soon as I touch down I told my girl Ill be there, so prepare, to get fucked down The homies wanna kick it, but Im just laughin at cha Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I aint mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy] I aint, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I aint mad at cha) I aint, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I aint mad at cha) [Verse Three: 2Pac] Well guess whos movin up, this niggas 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 Hes 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, youll find a rhymell blaze Youll 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 Im still down I moved up out of the ghetto, so I aint real now' They got so much to say, but Im just laughin at cha You niggaz just dont know, but I aint mad at cha [Chorus: Danny Boy] I aint, mad at cha [2Pac:] (and I aint mad at cha) Iiiiiiiii aint mad [2Pac:] (hell nah I aint mad at cha) at cha I aint, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I aint mad at cha) I aint, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I aint mad at cha) I aint, mad at cha, noooo I aint mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh [ I Aint Mad At Cha Lyrics ]
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