Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To Pac

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

first of all i want let u kno dat u missing
probably never be nobody better, shit

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

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

they call this hustle is trap shit
south run the rap

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

used 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 to em i wished dat you was home

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

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

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

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

its crazy his name

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

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

my bad my name

ppl dont even buy cds nomore pac teenagers even fightin
mayne they squeezin nuts

and their shootin up
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
shooting us down on tv now

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

but you probably ...so imma let you go
thanks for everythang you got me 100
i remain the
badazz