[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 dis Dis mutherfuckin rap game with dat bullshit I mean these muthafuckin niggas bout these hoes Tend to trust on any other two songs They talk about chrome These niggas won't kill shit and won't 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 cock my weapon And watch how quick they muthafuckin ass be steppin But it ain't nuthin to run for Ain't gone shoot shit what you tote da gun for Naw bra [gun shots] boom boom It's 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 with 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 I'm a 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 luvTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
