2Pac

2Pac

I Ain't Mad At Cha

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I Ain't Mad At Cha Letra

[Featuring Danny Boy]

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,