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

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

all my life, you inspired 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 me to you but i neva asked for that glory

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

they this hustle shit is trap shit
run the rap shit

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

soldier used to wit they blue up for real
that boy jay z he eatin he at touchin a bill
unconditional love, dear mama, i mad at cha my favorite songs
...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 served the purpose you gave and kids wit nothin....

wht suge is hit a nigga 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 cant feed the pour
we got a black president now pac but we aint got more

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

my bad my name

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

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

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

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