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

first of all i let u kno dat u really missing
probably be nobody better, real shit

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

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

they this hustle shit is trap shit
run the rap shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

its crazy his name

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

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

my bad my boosie

ppl even buy cds nomore pac teenagers aint even fightin
they squeezin their nuts

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

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

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