Dear Pac-Pastor Troy

Verse 1 Pastor Troy: Dear Pac I know you dont know me but its yo boi Pastor Troy Georgia Boi Im writen you today cause Im sick of dis dis mutherf**kin rap game wit dat bullshit I mean these muthaf**kin niggas bout these hoes tend to trust on any other two songs they talk about chrome these niggas wont kill sh*t and wont let sh*t 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 Im tired of da fakin my balls big as Alaska who wanna bless da Pastor I ask ya before I muthaf**kin cock my weapon and watch how quick they muthaf**kin a** be steppin but it aint nuthin to run for aint gone shoot sh*t what you tote da gun for naw bra (gun shots)boom boom its P.t muthaf**ka they lookin for me im at my mansion in Augusta im slick as butter da human canon ball and make no mistakes cause i will kill em all I never fall cause im to busy comin up Im pullin my benz wit my monster truck I cut a few friends but my endz still meet and f**k 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 luv for da game dat ya gave to me Pastor Troy representin D.S.G.B much luv