Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboys

This is the Fugees, outsiders up in

wants to be a cowboy
Grab your boy
by my side
No the dies

Zen, zen, zen, zen, zen, zen, zen
You your bullet, but the bullet when [unverified]
Desperado, do for new boy
I pull out my gun and plug two like

Wyclef, 1, yo, this was how the West was won
Our motto, a true Desperado, want to be actors
So they play the Jesse character
And get they fractured

You got no guns, you off to the precinct
Inside guys are feminine like Sheena Easton
cry, woman cry, son still dies

Thrown off the building the Fall Guy
Caved in the grave 'cause you didn't know how to
Playin' cowboy, now you sleep with the

Who's the desperado, bottles in the alley
On some shit, wearin' a mask like Jim Carrey
his gat cocked, stinkin' up the crack spot
Pace 1 dies with both on the jackpot

The town that I'm beggars eat cat chowder
Sundance Kid is the everyday purse
If you see him coming, you better start
Like a terrorist, I guarantee you he'll be

Dynamite, dynamite, I got the cash
Yo, skip town like Harlem nights

We make moves in coaches
Ra Digga the roaches if anyone approaches
We be noches, buenos
And I compose a poem for the many
R&B singers, perpetrating with two fingers

My is perhaps one of the foulest
I inhale clouds of smoke through my chalice
Buckin' at stars and write for hours
The missy, drinkin' whiskey sours

Bust this scenario, can't no other niggers in the
Newark to Ontario, bust us when we in stereo
'Cause me and rock the battles
It's apparent, your no talent, 'cause you're in your saddle

these rap bitches get all up in your pockets
Then bounce with accountants that give me stock tips
props is up, Digga's through the roof
Burnin' niggers I'm 90 proof

And for all you beaters
The eaters, the cheaters soon to be retreaters
Mamasitas carry real heaters

I rock the
And L rocks the Nubian 96
Muthafuckas gettin'

wants to be a cowboy
Grab guns boy
by my side
No, the dies

Yeah, the out's hooked up with the Refugees
It be niggas than the N.A.A.C.P.
Comin' up on weed of all
home-grown out tobacco pipes

(You've got to know when to hold them, know when to them)
I can take the sunshine, piss in wine
Steal your concubine, away with your gold mine
So ooh, aah, achiga, Mamase Mamasa

the sheriff, I shot John Wayne
Push him off the runaway in the movie Shane
Yeah, me and that kid, um, his name?

That would be me, Young Zee No Brain
Smokin' pure the health food store
While my whore slaps like Zsa Zsa Gabor
Fuck with out's like those Islam brothers

We march through hood with a million muthafuckas
So let's get high off the
When the east is in the house, I'm Blahzay-blah

When pandemonium at midnight
Full moon splits soft niggas in a lunatic on absurd shit
You talk back, hustlin' crack don't make you
Niggas who your measurements quick, don't make it quicker

Stick and slide with vigor, city hot like liquor
21 gun salutin', shootin' from the roof
And got nerve to about it and the weight you claim you movin'
Your whole style is loose and we gon' sew it like cotton

You fail to that everybody could get gotten
The bounty on head, says your dead by manana
Pop babies whisperin' that there's a dropped, behind the lot
Police blew up the spot and the whole block

Medina is the east side of town lounge never till we
Gun players regular page is the bonus
Life keep existing while I'm shittin' on opponents
Life will keep while I'm shitin' on opponents

Everyone to be a cowboy
Grab your boy
by my side
No, the dies