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 I Ain't Mad At ChaI Ain't Mad At ChaAlbum : All Eyez On Me
 Tupac talking  Change, shitI guess change is good for any of us
 Whatever it take for any ya'll niggas ta get up out the hood
 Shit I'm with ya
 I ain't mad at cha
 Got nothin' 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
 Know what I mean?
 Cause I ain't mad at cha
 Heard ya'll tearin' up shit out there
 Kickin up dust
 Givin' a mothafuck (hahaha)
 Yeah niggas
 Cause I ain't mad at cha
 Verse 1: Tupac
 Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
 Quick ta holla at a hoochie with the same line
 You was just a little smaller but ya still rolled
 Got stressed to Y.A. and hit the hood swole
 Remember when ya had a Jeri Curl didn't quite learn
 On the block with ya glock trippin' off sherm
 Collect calls to the tip sayin' how ya changed
 Oh you a Muslim now
 No more dope game
 Heard ya might be comin' home just got bail
 Wanna go to the Mosque don't wanna chase tail
 It seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
 Hit the Penn 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
 Congratulations on the wedding
 I hope your wife know
 She got a playa for life
 And that's no bullshittin'
 I know we grew apart
 Ya probably don't remember
 I usta fiend for your sista
 But never went up in her
 And I can see us after school
 We'd bomb
 On the first mothafucka 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
 Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that
 Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brotha's back
 And I can't even trip
 Cause I'm just laughin' at ya
 Your tryin' hard to maintain and go head
 Cause I ain't mad at cha
 
 Chorus: Danny Boy
 OoooooohhhhhoohI ain't mad at cha
 (I ain't mad at cha)
 I ain't mad at cha
 Verse 2
 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 getting blitzed and I'm reminiscing on the times we shared
 Besides bumpin' and 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 to young to know
 I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow
 And even though we separated
 You said that you'd wait
 Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
 I kiss my mama goodbye
 Sipe the tears from her lonely eyes
 Said I'll return but I gotta fight the bitch ta ride
 Don't shed a tear
 Cause mama I ain't happy here
 I Blew trial
 No more smiles for a couple years
 They got me goin mad
 I'm knocking brotha's 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 ya
 Cause you'se a down ass bitch
 And I ain't mad at cha
 
 Chorus
 I ain't mad at cha(I ain't mad at cha)
 I ain't mad at cha
 But you're a down ass bitch and I ain't mad at cha  Verse 3
 Well guess who's movin' up this nigga's ballin now
 Bitches be callin' ta get it
 Hookers keep fallin' down
 He went from nothin' to lots
 Ten karats a rock
 Went from a nobody nigga
 To the big man on the block
 He's mister local celebrity
 Addicted ta move a key
 Most hated by enemy
 Escaping the luxury
 See first you was our nigga but you made it
 So the choice is made
 Now we gotta slay you while you faded
 In the younger days
 So full of pain while the weapons blaze
 Gettin' so high off the bong
 Hopin' we make it
 To better days
 Cause crime pays
 And in time you'll find a rhyme
 That'll blaze you'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
 So many changed on me
 So many tried ta plot
 That I keep a glock beside my head
 When will it stop?
 Til' god return me to my essence
 Cause even as an adolescence
 I refused to be a convalescent
 So many questions and they ask me if I'm still down
 I moved up outta the ghetto
 So I ain't real now?
 They got so much ta say
 But I'm just laughin at ya
 Ya niggas just don't know
 But I ain't mad at cha
 Chorus  I ain't mad at cha(I ain't mad at cha)
 I ain't mad at cha
 (Hell na, I ain't mad at cha)
 I ain't mad at cha
 (And I ain't mad at cha)
 I ain't mad at cha
 (I ain't mad at cha)
 I ain't made at cha
 No ...
 I ain't made at cha
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