Luyện nghe bài hát I Ain't Mad At Cha - Danny Ray

Change,
I guess is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of niggaz to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm wit cha, I mad at cha
Got nuttin but for ya, do your thing boy

Yeah, all the homies that I talk to in a while
I'ma send this one out for y'all,
I ain't mad at cha
Heard tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust
Boy] I ain't...
Givin a motherfucker,
Yeah,
Boy] ...mad at cha
Cause I mad at cha

[Verse 2Pac]

Now we was two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a with the same line
You was just a little but you still roller
Got to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
Member when you had a jheri didn't quite learn
On the block, glock, trippin off sherm
Collect to the till, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now, no more game
Heard you might be home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna tail
I seems I lost my homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the plan
When I talk money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin you tell me it's trouble
on the weddin, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that's no
I know we apart, you probably don't remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but went up in her
And I can see us school, we'd BOMB
on the motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the shit's changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you even with it
Hmm, in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it's for roll you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, cause I'm laughin at cha
You tryin hard to maintain, then go
I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm, I mad at cha)

[Chorus: Boy]

I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha

[Verse Two:

We to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we
Used to us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we
Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't on our mind
In time we learned to a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to
I caught a felony the way the guns blow
And even though we seperated, you said you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie I be locked up state
I kiss my goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin mad, I'm busters on they backs
in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day be back"
As soon as I down
I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just at cha
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I mad at cha

Danny Boy]

I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha (A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha)

[Verse Three:

guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now
Bitches be callin to get it, keep fallin down
He went from to lots, ten carots to rock
Went from a nigga to the big, man on the block
Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, in the Luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the days
So full of pain while the blaze
Gettin so high off that bomb we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to
That I keep a glock beside my head, will it stop?
Til God me to my essence
Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a
So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just at cha
You niggaz don't know, but I ain't mad at cha

[Chorus: Boy]

I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
ain't mad [2Pac:] (hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha
I ain't, mad at mha [2Pac:] (and I mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha [2Pac:] (I mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha,
I mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh