13. 2Pac - I Ain't Mad At Cha [All Eyez On Me] | Текст песни

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• 13. 2Pac
• I Ain't Mad At Cha [All Eyez On Me]

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 cha, I ain't mad at cha
Got nuttin' 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 tearing up shit out there, kicking up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain't...
Giving a motherfucker, heheheheheh
Yeah, niggas
[Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
Cause I ain't mad at cha

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
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, witcha Glock, trippin off sherm
Collect calls to the 'tel, saying how you've changed
Oh you a Muslim now? No more dope game
Heard you might be coming home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinning is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I'm living 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 bullshitting
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
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back
And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughing at cha
You trying hard to maintain, then go head
Cause I ain't mad at cha
(Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)

[Hook: Danny Boy & 2Pac]
I ain't, mad, at cha
I ain't, mad, at cha

[Verse 2: 2Pac]
We used to be like distant cousins, fighting, playing dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzing, knowing that we wasn't
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I'm getting blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
Besides, bumping n grinding wasn't nothing on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony loving 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, cause Mama I ain't happy here
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me going mad, I'm knocking busters on they backs
In my cell, thinking, "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 fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughing at cha
Cause you's a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Well guess who's moving up, this nigga's ballin now
Bitches be calling to get it, hookers keep fallin down
He went from nuttin' to lots, ten carats to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big man on the block
He's Mr. Local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our nigga 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
Getting so high off that bomb hoping we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in ti

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