written by mettaphysical of NT
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Now you was once a young playa wit some raw skills
Quick to dunk on a fool and give the ice grill
You was only 17, but you had game
Got sent to L.A and caught mad fame
Remember when you used to didn’t pass, but you did learn
You had SHAQ on the block and even had the Worm
You shot air balls in the playoffs, look at how you changed
But you an all star now, no more bad games
I just seen it on news, heard you in trouble
Forget about the season, your life is on the bubble
Im losin love for you Kobe, you a changed man
They wanna throw you in the pen dog, that’s the game plan
When I say you was livin large, no one cold knock the hustle
When they say you took the booty, the DA said there was a struggle
But…congratulations on the baby
I hope your wife know, she in it wit you for life
Aint no time for splittin
I know we met once, you probably don’t remember
I seen you here in DC, but that was in November
And I could see it now, you, GP, Shaq, and Karl
Riding on the west coast, really settin it off
But now the whole things changed
Cause you might get convicted
Got a 4th ring scheme, and you aint even wit it
Knew in my heart you still the same Kobe Bryant that
Go toe to toe wit opposin guards throwin alley oops to Shaq
That white girl really trippin, but im just laughin at her
You trying hard to maintain
But go head, cause I aint mad cha
(Repeat 2x)
Kobe, I aint mad at cha
I aint mad at cha
You coulda been like Michael Jordan, dunkin, scorin in bunches
Whole NBA buzzin, knowin you ate them punches (Chris Childs)
Used to catch you on the highlights or live in person
Im getting pissed and I reminisce on how your shoulder worsened
Besides personal goals, it wasn’t nothin on your mind
In time you learned to win by droppin dimes
Rewind us back to 02, the 3peat chase
You caught a felony lovin the way the booty taste
And even though they want their ring, tell GP and Karl to wait
Don’t give nobody no backshots if you get locked up state
Kiss Vanessa goodbye, and wipe the tears from her pretty eyes
Tell her you’ll return, hopefully parole in 2005
Don’t shed a tear, cause Kobe I aint happy either
No rings, no more Kings, for a couple years
I know you goin mad, SHAQ knockin aggins on they backs
Thinkin hell “One day KOBE will be back”
But as soon as you touch down
Jerry said Memphis will be there, so prepare, for a new town
Nike Talk wanna hate, but im just laughin at em
Cause you still the best in the league, and I aint mad at cha
(Repeat 4x)
I aint mad at cha
I aint mad at cha (Hell naw we aint mad at cha)
This goes out to Kobe
All the people locked down over groupies
All the stars we lost to this game
We Aint Mad At Cha………..
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Now you was once a young playa wit some raw skills
Quick to dunk on a fool and give the ice grill
You was only 17, but you had game
Got sent to L.A and caught mad fame
Remember when you used to didn’t pass, but you did learn
You had SHAQ on the block and even had the Worm
You shot air balls in the playoffs, look at how you changed
But you an all star now, no more bad games
I just seen it on news, heard you in trouble
Forget about the season, your life is on the bubble
Im losin love for you Kobe, you a changed man
They wanna throw you in the pen dog, that’s the game plan
When I say you was livin large, no one cold knock the hustle
When they say you took the booty, the DA said there was a struggle
But…congratulations on the baby
I hope your wife know, she in it wit you for life
Aint no time for splittin
I know we met once, you probably don’t remember
I seen you here in DC, but that was in November
And I could see it now, you, GP, Shaq, and Karl
Riding on the west coast, really settin it off
But now the whole things changed
Cause you might get convicted
Got a 4th ring scheme, and you aint even wit it
Knew in my heart you still the same Kobe Bryant that
Go toe to toe wit opposin guards throwin alley oops to Shaq
That white girl really trippin, but im just laughin at her
You trying hard to maintain
But go head, cause I aint mad cha
(Repeat 2x)
Kobe, I aint mad at cha
I aint mad at cha
You coulda been like Michael Jordan, dunkin, scorin in bunches
Whole NBA buzzin, knowin you ate them punches (Chris Childs)
Used to catch you on the highlights or live in person
Im getting pissed and I reminisce on how your shoulder worsened
Besides personal goals, it wasn’t nothin on your mind
In time you learned to win by droppin dimes
Rewind us back to 02, the 3peat chase
You caught a felony lovin the way the booty taste
And even though they want their ring, tell GP and Karl to wait
Don’t give nobody no backshots if you get locked up state
Kiss Vanessa goodbye, and wipe the tears from her pretty eyes
Tell her you’ll return, hopefully parole in 2005
Don’t shed a tear, cause Kobe I aint happy either
No rings, no more Kings, for a couple years
I know you goin mad, SHAQ knockin aggins on they backs
Thinkin hell “One day KOBE will be back”
But as soon as you touch down
Jerry said Memphis will be there, so prepare, for a new town
Nike Talk wanna hate, but im just laughin at em
Cause you still the best in the league, and I aint mad at cha
(Repeat 4x)
I aint mad at cha
I aint mad at cha (Hell naw we aint mad at cha)
This goes out to Kobe
All the people locked down over groupies
All the stars we lost to this game
We Aint Mad At Cha………..
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