Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guys Always Die

The Wild
The West
Ha ha,

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

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

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

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

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

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

You ride like a toward 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 your horse and you got your
You ride 'til there ain't no 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 straight for the brain
My shit, went but it only fired 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 time and stood stunned
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was tellin' the truth that's why I shoot
So what we gon' do, on you

(Do you recall when you and was a group?)
The
(Well, all we gotta do is find a map to 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 for battle
Hid two of gold inside of my saddle
We rolled two miles until we hit the
An old town that everybody forgot

A where 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 sayin' he took the from us
(Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll see it comin')
But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the

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

I two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the swingin' doors in, started gun
I could hear somebody singin', it sounded like a 'G
And a verse from 'Keep Their Ringin''

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

That's when I seen Dre in trouble and with the gauge
I fired the first shot, his body around
He hit the ground and landed down
Dre the map, the plaques and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a blunt that's

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

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

You like a cowboy toward the sun
And life fun when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got gun
But life as an outlaw just

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

die
The Wild
The West
Ha ha,