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 y'all to get up out the hood
Shit, I'm wit cha, I mad at cha
Got but love for ya, do your thing boy

Yeah, all the homies that I ain't to in a while
I'ma this one out for y'all, knahmean?
I ain't mad at cha
Heard tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust
[Danny I ain't...
a motherfucker, heheheheheh
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 with the line
You was just a little smaller but you still
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the swoll
Member you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn
On the block, witcha glock, trippin off
Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya
Oh you a Muslim now, no more game
Heard you might be comin home, got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie a changed man
Hit the pen and now no is the game plan
When I talk about all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm large 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 remember
I used to for your sister, but never 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, knew in my you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe it's time 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, go head
cause I mad at cha
(Hmm, I mad at cha)

[Chorus: Danny

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

[Verse Two:

We used to be distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't
Used to us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin n grindin nothin on our mind
In time we learned to a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin the way the guns
And even we seperated, you said that you'd wait
Don't give nobody no coochie I be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the from her lonely eyes
Said I'll return but I gotta fight the arrived
Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't here
I'm trial, no more 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 I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked 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 [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I mad at cha)

[Verse Three:

Well guess who's movin up, this ballin now
Bitches be to get it, hookers keep fallin down
He went from to lots, ten carots to rock
from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to 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 you why you faded, in the younger days
So full of while the weapons blaze
Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better
crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
You'll feel the fire from the in my younger days
So many changed on me, so 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?
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: Danny

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