Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To Pac

boosie
holla at my nigga creek
my letter to
up .....

first of all i want let u kno dat u missing
probably never be better, real shit

all my life, you inspired me dawg (fo real)
when you died i really cried, i why for you dog
pac ill be goin to it just like you
police hate me ....they me too
ppl compared me to you but i neva asked for glory

but i do ... we one of a wit similar story

call this hustle shit is trap shit
south run the rap

half of these wouldnt even make it if you wasnt rappin pac

soldier to beef wit they blue up for real
that boy jay z he eatin he damned at touchin a
unconditional love, mama, i aint mad at cha my favorite songs
...when i listen to em i dat you was home

pac they charge me with murder....makes me in my
still i got in dat bitch, everyday pac lol

momma smilin and shes aint got a own color
you served the purpose you gave niggas and wit nothin....

guess wht suge is hit a in the car
heard he killed the nigga pac, now he said goin blind

i hope he em bitch
they still got money for war but they cant the pour
we got a black president now pac but we still got more

its crazy his name

i just wished i had time to make a hit wit u
my oldest daughter ivy daddy thats all you listen to

i hate the just like you hate the cops
ive been askin hollywood but they dont give me no shot

my bad my name

ppl dont even buy cds pac teenagers aint even fightin
mayne squeezin their nuts

and their up everybody
anyway save a spot for me, i you had google
cant really explain you in this letter but its a lot to kno bout
i u pac
police shooting us on tv now

i fucked two hoes on toss it up night
and they let me ......i was dumb night

but anyway you ...so imma let you go
thanks for you got me through 100
i remain the
boosie