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Karaoké I Ain't Mad at Cha 2Pac & Danny Boy

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Change, shit

I guess change is good for any of us

Whatever it take for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood

Shit I'm wit' ya

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'ma send this one out for y'all

Know what I mean

'Cos I ain't mad at cha

Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there

Kickin' up dust givin' a motherfuck

Ah ah ah

Yeah niggas 'cos 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 a Muslim now

No more dope 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 weddin'

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 motherfucker with the wrong shit on

Now the whole shit's changed and we don't even kick it

Got a big money scheme and you ain't even with it

Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker that

Go toe to toe when it's time to roll you got a brother's back

And I can't even trip 'cos I'm just laughin' at cha

You tryin' hard to maintain then go ahead

'Cos I ain't mad at cha

Uh

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' and 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 mama 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 'cos mama I ain't happy here

I blew 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'd be there so prepare to get fucked down

The homies wanna kick it but I'm just laughin' at cha

'Cos you's a down-ass bitch and I ain't mad at cha

I ain't mad at cha

A true down-ass bitch and I ain't mad

Well guess who's movin' up

This nigga's ballin' now

Bitches be callin' to get it hookers keep fallin' down

He went from nothin' to lots ten carats to rock

Went from a nobody nigga to the big man on the block

He's Mister Local Celebrity addicted to movin' ki's

Most hated by enemies escape in the luxury

See, first you was our nigga

But you made it so the choice is made

Now we gotta slay you while 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

'Cos 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

'Till God return me to my essence

'Cos even as an adolescent

I refused 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

Hell nah

I ain't mad at cha

You know I ain't mad at cha

I ain't mad at cha

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