I Ain't Mad At Cha
2Pac"I Ain't Mad At Cha" adalah lagu oleh 2Pac, 2010, Pop. Durasi lagu 4:42, 96 lines / 875 words.
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0:01Change sh*t
0:04I guess change is good for any of us
0:06Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood
0:09Sh*t I'm wit 'cha
0:11I ain't mad at 'cha
0:13Got nothin' but love for ya do your thing boy
0:17Yeah all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
0:23I'mma send this one out for y'all knahmean
0:25Cause I ain't mad at 'cha
0:28Heard y'all tearin' up sh*t out there kickin' up dust
0:32Givin' a motherf**k
0:33Yeah niggas
0:37Cause I ain't mad at 'cha
0:38Now we was once two niggas of the same kind
0:41Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
0:44You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
0:46Got stretched to Y A and hit the hood swoll
0:49'Member when you had a Jheri Curl didn't quite learn
0:52On the block wit'cha Glock trippin' off sherm
0:55Collect calls to the crib sayin' how you've changed
0:58Oh you's a M****m now No more d**e game
1:01Heard you might be comin' home just got bail
1:03Wanna go to the Mosque don't wanna chase tail
1:06It seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
1:09Hit the pen and now no sinnin' is the game plan
1:12When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
1:15When I tell you I'm livin' large you tell me it's trouble
1:18Congratulations on the wedding I hope your wife know
1:21She got a playa for life and that's no bullshittin'
1:24I know we grew apart you probably don't remember
1:27I used to fiend for your sister but never went up in her
1:29And I can see us after school we'd bomb
1:32On the first motherf**ker with the wrong sh*t on
1:34Now the whole sh*t's changed and we don't even kick it
1:37Got a big money scheme and you ain't even with it
1:41Hmm knew in my heart you was the same motherf**ker that
1:44Go toe to toe when it's time to roll you got a brother's back
1:46And I can't even trip cause I'm just laughin' at 'cha
1:49You tryin' hard to maintain then go ahead
1:51Cause I ain't mad at 'cha
1:53(Hmm I ain't mad at 'cha)
1:58I ain't - mad - at 'cha
2:02I ain't mad at 'cha
2:04I ain't - mad - at 'cha
2:09We used to be like distant cousins
2:10Fightin' playin' dozens whole neighborhood buzzin'
2:13Knowin' that we wasn't
2:14Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
2:17I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
2:20Besides bumpin' 'n grindin' wasn't nothin' on our mind
2:23In time we'd learned to live a life of crime
2:25Rewind us back to a time was much too young to know
2:28I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow
2:31And even though we separated you said that you'd wait
2:34Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
2:36I kiss my momma goodbye and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
2:40Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
2:43Don't shed a tear cause momma I ain't happy here
2:46I'm through trial no more smiles for a couple years
2:48They got me goin' mad
2:50I'm knockin' busters on they backs in my cell thinkin'
2:52"Hell I know one day I'll be back"
2:55As soon as I touch down
2:56I told my girl I'll be there so prepare to get f**ked down
3:00The homies wanna kick it but I'm just laughin' at 'cha
3:02Cause you's a down a** b**ch and I ain't mad at 'cha
3:06I ain't - mad - at 'cha
3:09I ain't mad at 'cha
3:11I ain't - mad - at 'cha
3:16Well guess who's movin' up this ni**a's ballin' now
3:19B**ches be callin' to get it hookers keep fallin' down
3:22He went from nothing to lots ten carats to rock
3:24Went from a nobody ni**a to the big man on the block
3:27He's Mr Local-Celebrity addicted to movin' keys
3:30Most hated by enemies escape in the luxury
3:33See first you was our ni**a but you made it so the choice is made
3:36Now we gotta slay you why you faded in the younger days
3:39So full of pain while the weapons blaze
3:41Gettin' so high off that bomb hopin' we make it to the better days
3:45Cause crime pays and in time you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
3:48You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days
3:50So many changed on me so many tried to plot
3:53That I keep a Glock beside my head when will it stop
3:56Til God return me to my essence
3:58Cause even as an adolescent I refuse to be a convalescent
4:02So many questions and they ask me if I'm still down
4:04I moved up out of the ghetto so I ain't real now
4:07They got so much to say but I'm just laughin' at 'cha
4:10You niggas just don't know but I ain't mad at 'cha
4:14I ain't - mad - at 'cha
4:17I ain't mad at 'cha
4:19I ain't - mad - at 'cha
4:25I ain't - mad - at 'cha
4:30I ain't - mad - at 'cha
4:36I ain't - mad - at 'cha
4:42I ain't - mad - at 'cha
Change sh*t I guess change is good for any of us Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood Sh*t I'm wit 'cha I ain't mad at 'cha Got nothin' but love for ya do your thing boy Yeah all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while I'mma send this one out for y'all knahmean Cause I ain't mad at 'cha Heard y'all tearin' up sh*t out there kickin' up dust Givin' a motherf**k Yeah niggas Cause I ain't mad at 'cha Now we was once two niggas of the same kind Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line You was just a little smaller but you still rolled Got stretched to Y A and hit the hood swoll 'Member when you had a Jheri Curl didn't quite learn On the block wit'cha Glock trippin' off sherm Collect calls to the crib sayin' how you've changed Oh you's a M****m now No more d**e game Heard you might be comin' home just got bail Wanna go to the Mosque don't wanna chase tail It seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man Hit the pen and now no sinnin' is the game plan When I talk about money all you see is the struggle When I tell you I'm livin' large you tell me it's trouble Congratulations on the wedding I hope your wife know She got a playa for life and that's no bullshittin' I know we grew apart you probably don't remember I used to fiend for your sister but never went up in her And I can see us after school we'd bomb On the first motherf**ker with the wrong sh*t on Now the whole sh*t's changed and we don't even kick it Got a big money scheme and you ain't even with it Hmm knew in my heart you was the same motherf**ker that Go toe to toe when it's time to roll you got a brother's back And I can't even trip cause I'm just laughin' at 'cha You tryin' hard to maintain then go ahead Cause I ain't mad at 'cha (Hmm I ain't mad at 'cha) I ain't - mad - at 'cha I ain't mad at 'cha I ain't - mad - at 'cha We used to be like distant cousins Fightin' playin' dozens whole neighborhood buzzin' Knowin' that we wasn't Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs I'm gettin' blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared Besides bumpin' 'n grindin' wasn't nothin' on our mind In time we'd learned to live a life of crime Rewind us back to a time was much too young to know I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow And even though we separated you said that you'd wait Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state I kiss my momma goodbye and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived Don't shed a tear cause momma I ain't happy here I'm through trial no more smiles for a couple years They got me goin' mad I'm knockin' busters on they backs in my cell thinkin' "Hell I know one day I'll be back" As soon as I touch down I told my girl I'll be there so prepare to get f**ked down The homies wanna kick it but I'm just laughin' at 'cha Cause you's a down a** b**ch 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 Well guess who's movin' up this ni**a's ballin' now B**ches be callin' to get it hookers keep fallin' down He went from nothing to lots ten carats to rock Went from a nobody ni**a to the big man on the block He's Mr Local-Celebrity addicted to movin' keys Most hated by enemies escape in the luxury See first you was our ni**a but you made it so the choice is made Now we gotta slay you why you faded in the younger days So full of pain while the weapons blaze Gettin' so high off that bomb hopin' we make it to the better days Cause crime pays and in time you'll find a rhyme'll blaze You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days So many changed on me so many tried to plot That I keep a Glock beside my head when will it stop Til God return me to my essence Cause even as an adolescent I refuse to be a convalescent So many questions and they ask me if I'm still down I moved up out of the ghetto so I ain't real now They got so much to say but I'm just laughin' at 'cha You niggas just don't know but 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 ain't - mad - at 'cha I ain't - mad - at 'cha I ain't - mad - at 'cha I ain't - mad - at 'cha
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