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

Change,
I change is good 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 that I talk to in a while
I'ma send one out for y'all, knahmean?
Cause I mad at cha
Heard y'all 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 One:

Now we was once two niggaz of the kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie the same line
You was a little smaller but you still roller
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood
Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite
On the block, witcha glock, off sherm
Collect calls to the till, how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope
Heard you might be comin home, got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase
I I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no is the game plan
When I talk money 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 no bullshitin
I know we grew apart, you probably don't
I used to fiend for sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us school, we'd BOMB
on the first motherfucker the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit's changed, and we even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain't with it
Hmm, knew in my you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's
And I can't even trip, I'm just laughin at cha
You tryin to maintain, then go head
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

Two: 2Pac]

We used to be distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the or behind the stairs
I'm gettin blitzed and I on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin n 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 the way the guns blow
And even though we seperated, you that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie I be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely
Said I'll return but I gotta the fate's arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause I ain't happy here
I'm trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on backs
in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I one day I'll be back"
As soon as I touch
I told my I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm laughin at cha
Cause youse a ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

Danny Boy]

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

Three: 2Pac]

Well who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now
Bitches be callin to get it, hookers fallin down
He from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock
from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the is made
Now we gotta you why you faded, in the younger days
So of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll
You'll feel the fire from the in my younger days
So many on me, so many tried to plot
That I a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God me to my essence
Cause as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent
So questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I real now?
got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha
You niggaz don't know, but I ain't mad at cha

[Chorus: Boy]

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