Dear Pac

Verse 1

Pastor Troy:

Dear Pac I know you don't know me but it's yo boi Pastor Troy

Georgia Boi

I'm writen you today cause I'm sick of this

This mutherfuckin rap game wit dat bullshit

I mean these muthafuckin niggas bout these hoes

Tend to trust on any other two songs

They talk about chrome

These niggas wont kill shit and wont let shit die

But they thugs in da public eye

Why I

Continue to tote pumps but minus da picture takin

As soon as dem hoes jump we handle dat situation

I'm tired of da fakin

My balls big as Alaska

Who wanna bless da Pastor

I ask ya

Before I muthafuckin c*** my weapon

And watch how quick they muthafuckin ass be steppin

But it aint nuthin to run for

Aint gone shoot shit what you tote da gun for

Naw bra

(gun shots)boom boom

Its P. T muthafucka they lookin for me I'm at my mansion in Augusta

I'm slick as butter

Da human canon ball

And make no mistakes cause I will kill em all

I never fall cause I'm to busy comin up

I'm pullin my benz wit my monster truck

I cut a few friends but my endz still meet

And fuck sellin out cause I got love in da street

So Pac holla if ya at da Bahamas

Ima come and ball witcha it'll be my honor

Much love for da game dat ya gave to me

Pastor Troy representin D. S. G. B

Much love