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

Change,
I guess is good for any of us
Whatever it 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 thing boy

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

[Verse One:

Now we was once two niggaz of the same
Quick to holla at a with the same line
You was a little smaller but you still roller
Got to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
Member when you had a jheri curl quite learn
On the block, witcha glock, off sherm
Collect to the till, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin home, got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase
I seems I lost my little he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the plan
When I talk about all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm livin you tell me it's trouble
Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife
She got a playa for life, and that's no
I we grew apart, you probably don't remember
I used to for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we'd
on the first motherfucker with the shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's
And I can't even trip, cause I'm just 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 used to be like cousins, fightin, playin dozens
Whole buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't
to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the we shared
Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't on our mind
In time we learned to live a of crime
Rewind us back, to a was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin the way the blow
And even though we seperated, you said that you'd
Don't give nobody no coochie I be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her eyes
Said I'll but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple
got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs
in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I one day I'll be back"
As soon as I down
I told my I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin at cha
Cause a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

[Chorus: Boy]

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

Three: 2Pac]

Well guess who's movin up, nigga's ballin now
Bitches be callin to get it, hookers fallin down
He from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock
Went from a nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister local celebrity, to move a key
Most by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger
So of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin so high off bomb hopin we make it, to the better days
crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger
So many on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a glock beside my head, when it stop?
Til God return me to my
Cause even as a adolescents, I to be a convalescent
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 just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha

Danny Boy]

I ain't, mad at cha (and I ain't mad at cha)
Iiiiiiiii ain't mad (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 (I ain't mad at cha)
I ain't, mad at cha,
I mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh