[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:00.01]QQ Group:5670763 Hipa paradise [00:01.02] [00:02.03]Change, shit [00:03.06]I guess change is good for any of us [00:06.09]Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood [00:09.12]Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha [00:15.88]Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy [00:16.92]Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while [00:17.86] [00:22.39]I'ma send this one out for y'all, knahmean? [00:25.84]Cause I ain't mad at cha [00:28.05]Heard y'all tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust [00:32.05]I ain't... [00:32.58]Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh [00:33.70]Yeah, niggaz [00:37.25]...mad at cha [00:38.62]Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind [00:38.77]Cause I ain't mad at cha [00:40.50] [00:41.01](Verse One: 2Pac) [00:41.11]Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line [00:41.64] [00:43.77]You was just a little smaller but you still roller [00:46.69]Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll [00:49.56]Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn [00:52.37]On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm [00:55.25]Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed [00:58.32]Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game [01:00.95]Heard you might be comin home, just got bail [01:03.93]Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail [01:06.58]I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man [01:09.43]Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan [01:12.20]When I talk about money all you see is the struggle [01:15.19]When I tell you I'm livin large you tell me it's trouble [01:17.98]Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know [01:21.70]She got a playa for life, and that's no bullshitin [01:24.18]I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember [01:26.92]I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her [01:29.99]And I can see us after school, we'd BOMB [01:32.40]on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on [01:35.09]Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it [01:38.95]Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it [01:40.25]Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad [01:44.65]Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back [01:47.16]And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin at cha [01:50.07]You tryin hard to maintain, then go head [01:51.75]cause I ain't mad at cha [01:54.02](Hmm, I ain't mad at cha) [01:59.08]I ain't, mad, at cha [02:01.14] [02:01.32](Chorus: Danny Boy) [02:01.34](I ain't mad at cha) [02:01.52] [02:04.31]I ain't, mad, at cha [02:06.86] [02:08.89]We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens [02:08.93] [02:11.63]Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn't [02:14.42]Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs [02:17.22]I'm gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared [02:20.00]Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind [02:22.88]In time we learned to live a life of crime [02:25.41]Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know [02:28.31]I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow [02:31.07]And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait [02:35.71]Don't give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state [02:37.59]I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes [02:40.42]Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived [02:43.38]Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here [02:45.83]I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years [02:48.67]They got me goin mad, I'm knockin busters on they backs [02:51.85]in my cell, thinkin, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back" [02:54.58]As soon as I touch down [02:56.59]I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down [02:59.86]The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin at cha [03:02.79]Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha [03:05.74] [03:05.96](Chorus: Danny Boy) [03:06.03]I ain't, mad, at cha [03:06.17] [03:06.50](I ain't mad at cha) [03:11.42]I ain't, mad, at cha [03:14.56](A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha) [03:16.18]Well guess who's movin up, this nigga's ballin now [03:16.37] [03:17.23](Verse Three: 2Pac) [03:17.43] [03:19.07]Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin down [03:22.05]He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock [03:24.79]Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block [03:27.47]He's Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key [03:30.61]Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury [03:33.42]See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made [03:37.07]Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days [03:39.67]So full of pain while the weapons blaze [03:41.54]Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days [03:44.84]Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze [03:48.03]You'll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days [03:50.21]So many changed on me, so many tried to plot [03:53.47]That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop? [03:58.50]Til God return me to my essence [03:59.25]Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent [04:01.02]So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down [04:05.00]I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now? [04:07.94]They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha [04:10.46]You niggaz just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha [04:12.23] [04:12.45](Chorus: Danny Boy) [04:12.83] [04:13.32]I ain't, mad at cha [04:17.03](and I ain't mad at cha) [04:18.12]I ain't mad [04:22.42](hell nah I ain't mad at cha) at cha [04:24.71]I ain't, mad at mha [04:28.06](and I ain't mad at cha) [04:30.54]I ain't, mad at cha [04:34.02](I ain't mad at cha) [04:36.29]I ain't, mad at cha, noooo [04:41.70]I ain't mad at chaaaaa hoooooooo