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

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

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

[Verse One:

Now we was once two niggaz of the same
Quick to holla at a hoochie the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still
Got to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
Member when you had a jheri curl didn't learn
On the block, witcha glock, off sherm
calls to the till, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope
Heard you might be home, just got bail
go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the plan
I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble
on the weddin, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and no bullshitin
I we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd
on the first motherfucker the wrong shit on
Now the whole changed, and we don't even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's
And I can't trip, cause I'm just laughin at cha
You hard to maintain, then go head
I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm, I mad at cha)

Danny Boy]

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad, at cha

Two: 2Pac]

We used to be like cousins, fightin, playin dozens
Whole buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the
I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we
bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind
In time we to live a life of crime
us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin the way the guns
And though we seperated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give no coochie while I be locked up state
I kiss my goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's
Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't here
I'm trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me mad, I'm knockin 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 fucked
The wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin at cha
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I mad at cha

Danny Boy]

I ain't, mad, at cha (I ain't 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, hookers keep down
He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to
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, you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the days
So of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin so high off bomb hopin 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 changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God return me to my
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 real now?
They got so much to say, but I'm just at cha
You niggaz just know, but I ain't mad at cha

[Chorus: Boy]

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