Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guys Always Die

The Gotham
The Wild
Ha ha,

All you see is the sun off of the gun
I'm ready for the showdown that go at one
Sweat on my brow, settle it now
I'ma you how real cowboys get down

I'm polishin' gold, waitin' for drama to unfold
I got a blunt
Feelin' bold, gangsters runs cold
time to reload this old 45 colt

The wind's gusty, it's hot, and dusty
Bust a couple make sure I'm not rusty
passed noon, he should be here soon
Sip a little inside a saloon

All of a sudden I can hear the sound of
Sounds like a wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the holster and
I pose like a poster, he's closer than

I the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty
But I'ma put inside him and leave early
And just I went to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and is what he said

You met me and you'll probably never see me again
But I know you, the name's Slim, you revenge
don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
I'm the truth, I got a price on my head too
when you

You ride like a cowboy the sun
And ain't fun when you're on the run
Got gold and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw begun

Got your by your side
Got your and you got your pride
You 'til there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys die

He was 'Shady', I seen by the look on his
He said take ten paces, shit, I took
Spun around and I aimed for the brain
My shit, went bang but it only a blank, he said
(You bullets, hurry up run)

I put a in the gun and pointed at his lungs
We both drew at the same and stood stunned
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was tellin' the truth why I didn't shoot
So what we gon' do, on you

(Do you when you and Snoop was a group?)
The
(Well, all we do is find a map to part two)
(And plus I who's got it)

(Some old dude, he's got 26 and he already sold two)

up my saddle, got ready for battle
Hid two pieces of gold inside of my
We rolled two miles we hit the spot
An old ghost town everybody forgot

A place where used to smoke chronic a lot
Slim the shotgun
(Dre the plot)

This is the spot, call him Doc Loveless
He's goin' around sayin' he took the from us
(Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, never see it comin')
But he ain't got no legs, cut 'em off at the stomach

He's got legs, he spins webs
he's well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our is to get him to stop layin' eggs
And we can put him on his back a flight of steps

I drew two guns, them on my fingers
Kicked the swingin' doors in, gun slinging
I could somebody singin', it sounded like a 'G Thang'
And a verse from 'Keep Heads Ringin''

I said, "It's Dre's Day", and to spray
Against 1800, he a AK
Hollow tips flyin' every which way

That's when I Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
I the first shot, spun his body around
He hit the ground and upside down
Dre grabbed the map, the and the gold
I two girlies and a blunt that's rolled

You ride a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun when on the run
Got your and you got your gun
But life as an outlaw begun

Got shotgun by your side
Got your horse and you got pride
You ride there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys die

You ride like a cowboy the sun
And ain't fun when you're on the run
Got gold and you got your gun
But life as an just begun

Got your shotgun by side
Got horse and you got your pride
You ride 'til ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad always die

die
The Gotham
The West
Ha ha,