Chords for 2pac - I Ain't Mad At Cha

_ _ _ _ _ I think I hit him one time.
I've been tricking him.
Where you at?
I'm not in the middle.
Where you at? _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ Almost [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ [N] _ there.
Come on get that little hit. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Ab] _
[A] _ [Bbm] _ [Dm] [Eb] I can't believe [E] this.
Come on.
No, [G] come on, [D] come on.
_ _ [Dbm] _ _ [Eb] The patient's DLA.
[E] He's gone.
[N] _ Man, I've been struggling trying to get in here a long time.
You're going to have to earn your way.
[Ab] I sure hope you can make it.
I'm a child.
Thanks a lot.
[Bb] _
_ _ [G] Change?
_ [Cm] Change.
That's all a part of [Bbm] growing up.
[Ab] Long as when you change, you change for [G] the better.
I really don't think nobody can be mad at you.
At least, I ain't mad at you.
[C] _ _ _
[E] I [Fm] _ _ [Bb] ain't mad at you. _
[F] _ [Bb] [Abm] I [Eb] _ [D] ain't mad [G] at you.
[Cm] _
_ [G] _ [Fm] I ain't mad [Bb] at you.
_ [Abm] I [Eb] ain't mad [Gm] at you. _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] No more [Cm] games.
I just got the [G] phone call.
Heard you got [Fm] there.
Want to go to the mosque.
No time for [Bb] females.
I'm [Fm] losing touch [Bb] with my homie.
He's a changed [Fm] man.
He [Eb] hit the pain and now no sinning [D] is the game [G] plan.
When I say I'm living large, [Cm] all you see is [Fm] the struggle.
When I say I'm still talking, all you see is [Bb] the trouble.
Congratulations on the wedding.
[Eb] I hope your wife knows.
She [Fm] got a player for life and [Gm] everybody [Cm] miss you.
I know you were [Db] part.
You [Fm] probably don't remember.
I used to think we were sister, but [Bb] never did get rid of.
And I can see us after school.
[Abm] We bombed.
[Eb] On the first play, I hate us [D] with the wrong [B] set on.
[Cm] Now the whole thing's changed.
[E] Cause we don't [Fm] even get it.
Got a big money scheme.
And you ain't [Bb] even with it.
Knew in my heart you was the same [Abm] young brother [Eb] that.
Went to South of Rogo, [Bb] told the trouble.
[Cm] Watch him drop his bag.
I can't even lie.
Cause [Fm] I ain't laughing at you.
You trying hard to maintain, but [Ebm] go ahead.
Cause I ain't mad [Bb] at you.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Bb] [Cm] Oh, I [Eb] ain't [Fm] mad at you.
I ain't mad at you.
[Bb]
I [Eb] ain't mad at you.
[Bb] We [Cm] used to be like distant cousins fighting.
[Fm] Playing dozens, whole neighborhood pleasant.
Note that we wasn't [Bb] used to catch us on the booth or behind [Eb] the stairs.
I'm getting bits and I reminisce on [Fm] all the times [Bb] we shared.
[Cm] Besides grumping and grinding, wasn't nothing on our mind.
[Ab] In time we learned to live a life of crime.
Rewind me back to a place was much too young to [Gb] know.
I [Gm] caught a felony [Fm] loving the way the guns [Cm] blow.
And even though we [G] separated, you told me [Cm] you wait.
Don't [Fm] get nobody my loving while I be locked up state.
I kiss my mama [Bb] goodbye and wipe the tears [Ab] from her lonely [Eb] eyes.
Said [Fm] I'll return, but I gotta [Bb] fight the bitch to [Eb] ride.
Don't shed a tear, mama [Cm] I ain't happy [Ab] here.
Drowned on my smile for a couple [Bb] years.
They got me going mad.
I'm [Ab] knocking boosters [Eb] on they backs in my cell.
[D] Thinking hell [Gm] I know one day [Cm] I'll be back.
But as soon [Db] as I touch [Fm] down, I told my girl I'll be there.
She prepared [Bb] to get loved after.
My homies wanna kick it, but [Abm] I'm just laughing [Eb] at ya.
Y'all [D] play too many games.
[Gm] And I ain't [Cm] mad at you.
I ain't [Fm] mad at ya.
_ _ [Bb] I ain't [Abm] mad [Eb] at ya.
[Fm] [Bb] Father forgive us for living.
While all my homies [Ab] stuck in prison.
Barely breathing, believing that the world is a prison.
It's like a ghetto [Bb] we can never [Ebm] leave.
A broken rose [Eb] giving bloom [D] through the cracks [Gm] of the concrete.
So [Cm] many other things bones to see.
[Ab] Things to be our history so full of tragedy and misery.
To [Bb] all my homies never made it home.
The [Ab] dead peers I [Eb] shed [Fm] tattooed tears for when I'm [Eb] alone.
[Cm] Picture us inside a ghetto heaven.
A [Fm] place to rest, find peace through this land of stress.
In my chest I feel pain coming sudden [Bb] storm.
Life [Eb] full of rain in this game [Fm] watch the land dawn.
Our [Bb] unborn [Cm] never got to grow, never got to see [Fm] what's next.
In this world full of countless [Gm] threats.
[Ab] I beg [Bb] God to make a way for our ghetto [Ab] kids to grieve.
Show us sign, make us all believe.
[Cm] Cause I ain't mad at you.
[G] [E] For all the [Fm] homeboys that passed away.
I ain't mad.
All the homeboys [Bb] locked in jail. _
All the people [Abm] that lost the love [Eb] on this journey.
[D] _ [Dm] _ [Cm] I _ [Ab] ain't mad [Fm] at you.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] _ _