Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guys Always Die

The Gotham
The West
Ha ha,

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

I'm polishin' gold, for this drama to unfold
I got a blunt
bold, gangsters blood runs cold
It's time to reload this old 45

The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and
Bust a couple shots make sure I'm not
It's passed noon, he should be soon
Sip a little moonshine a saloon

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

I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he dirty
But I'ma put thirty inside him and leave
And just when I went to fill him with hot
I put the gun to his head, and this is he said

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Loaded up my saddle, got ready for
Hid two of gold inside of my saddle
We rolled two miles until we hit the
An old ghost that everybody forgot

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

This is the spot, they him Doc Loveless
He's goin' around he took the game 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 mechanical legs, he spins
Plus 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, spun them on my
Kicked the doors in, started gun slinging
I hear somebody singin', it sounded like a 'G Thang'
And a verse 'Keep Their Heads Ringin''

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

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

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

Got shotgun by your side
Got horse and you got your pride
You ride 'til there no place to hide
sad 'cause the bad guys always die

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

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

die
The Wild
The Wild
Ha ha,