could you send me this instrumental ?
retrojredd@yahoo.com
please thankx ..

YEAH NIGGAS KNOW I STAY WIT DA CHROME/
ILL PUT IT 2 YA DOME N BLOW HOLE N YA HOME/
CUZ IM A GANGSTER FUCK A STONE/
WE KEEP STACKIN UP WHILE YAHLL MAKIN LOANS/
DUDE TALK SHIT I TOLD HIM WACTH HIS TONE/
HE GOT LOUDER SO I JUS PULLED OUT DA STONE N PUT IT 2 HIZ DOME/
PULLED DA TRIGGER BACK N SENT HIS HEAD 2 ROME/
LISTEN I STAY PUSHIN TOOLS LIKE IM WORKIN ON TUBES/
BUT IM WORKIN ON FOOLS MAKE U SWIM WIT DA FISHES N PUT U N A POOL/
NOW DATS CRUEL/
BUT DATZ JUS ME JUS JUS JUST SO RUDE/

TREHUSTLER

MYSPACE.CM/TREZELLE

C.I.P Eazy-E, Lil Eazy waz craccin
I C U Kelly Park Compton Crips(keep cuzzin)
U kno if im here Geer Gang Crips in this bkitch(Clllrrraaat!)

I got up 2day @ about 10/
called up sum locs lyk waz craccin men/
threw on my khaki diccies nd my house shoes/
32oz of O.E. yea grabbed my brew/
da china man ran out of 40s dude/
hopd in low-low,let da drop top/
blacc nigga on 100spokes nd my car hops/
listen 2 dre,then i let da ice cube play/
it happend 2 be 2day was a good day/
If 2day aint good i got a 100rounds in my AK/
ask Clover City niggas cuzz,im quicc 2 go 2 gunplay/
got da # from a hoe who looks lyk da bitch on da tape wit Ray J/
slob calld me a C^rabk while i bumpin 2 my Eazy/
pulld over da whip nd started dumpin lyk my cuzz Ceezy/
left da scene smokin a blunt while niggaz was wheezy/
i sceamd scee-oot nd threw my Cz up,3wheel motion i stay on dat G stuff/
enuffs enuff, holla'd @ G-loc who told me dat da pigs D-loc/
me nd creacha saw sum guac hoes,they call us chulos/
tell 'em 2 da hotel nd fucc em in dey chochas nd culos/

i meant badboi720@yahoo.com

Do You Mind sending me that Instrumental through e-mail my address is......
badboi720@yahoo

LOLL IM HERE/
WATCH ALL THA BITCH NIGGAS GET SCARED/
ME HERE AINT FAIR/
IM BUMPIN IN NIGGAS EARS LIKE FAKE EARINGS FROM CLAIRES/
AND MY GUN IN RHYTHM WIT DA SNAIR/
IM A MONSTER FUKIN BEAR/
AND YALL NIGGAS STINK LIKE A FAT GIRLS UNDAWEAR/
BOUT THA CLOSEST U GON GET TO PUSSY/
YALL NIGGAS CRYIN ON INSTRUMENTALS/
ACTIN ALL MUSHY/
LIKE IM THA BULLY WHO STOLE YA COOKIES/
ILL BECOME DAT NIGGA SO DONT PUSH ME/
YALL SOFT LIKE TACARA'S TUSHY/
AND IM TIRED OF SOFT NIGGAS CLAIMIN/
TALKIN BOUT SHOWS AND AINT GOT NO AGENT/
TALKIN BOUT THA PICTURE WEN IT HASNT EVEN BEEN PAINTED/
IM A KOOL NIGGA HARDLY TAINTED/
BUT MY MIND GETTIN FUKED UP/
SO MY WORDS ARE RAZIN/
AND MY MONEY UP THUR SO WAT U WAGIN/
NUTHIN U TRIED BUT U DRIED LIKE A SUN MAID RAISON.......LOL IM OUT

chea.........

they knoew a certified g when they here me spittin
lyrically off the head no rhymes written
how else kan i say this i think i need therapy
kall doctor phill kause my flow need therapy
when i blow that haze it gives me energy
my flow so sick it nedds medcine
i need nyquill cough drops to get better man
i got that jungle fever(haachu)..
the block is hot .. so i guess i leave itt to beaver
they kall me blaze kause i spit hot flames
i chill with the g say nuttin to the lames
yall try to shoot at me .. got no aim
i got missle barrels in the house
wouldn't even think just blast one in ur mouth

yung blaze chea.. im out

what what what what what what what what wat.....




icy pricy
nicy eveyrthng on the house

i'm out

i fit da criteria of a certified gangstar
while ya out on da strip in da cold
i'm bout bout 2 go re-up on dis paper
don't mess wit lames tell'em c u later
Dem Boyz watchin' me as much as da haters
icin' a nigga
an i'm not talkin' bout da new Bapesta's
call yall Benedict Arnold's
no betta description 4 traitors
tossin' niggas over board
don't gotta ba sailor
wat's his suit size 4 da funeral?
well, betta call a tailor
alwayz achieved high
yall waz nuttin' but failures
i'm alwayz on my grind
sumtin' like a skater

yall aint no certified gangstas,
yall pretty bois rockin bapestas,
where ya bank roll?, dig in ya pockets all u got is change n gum
i eat da streets whole, and u da numbba one bum
ridin in da lac, wit my seat back, chillin
criminal status,a tru neighborhood villian
take ya money and run, and yea ill grab ya stash
deneiro on da go, das what u call fast cash

dont forget had ya brutha duckin and dodgin
dont get caught flaugin cuz ill du u 2
throw ya in da river like da boston tea party,
me chiefin n sippin cardi, watchin ya body brew
murder mami ....so fuckin sophisticate
grade a mind boggler.....dummy articulate
and dis be dat real shit i spit
bitch ima certified gangster