Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Cowboy

You better count money, ghetto cowboy

The name is Krayzie Big Bad Ass
Wanted up north for all the gold that I
with some cash, even took the mayors daughter
Now, that there's kidnappin' but she was it, so I brought her

Then, got myself into a heap of trouble
by the law, so there's nobody to run to
Yeah, just me and my sawed-off shotgun
Outlaw call him Face

I'm headed for the West, they got
A banks in town that ain't been held up yet
Well, uh, I oughta make it by
I figure thats enough for me to get the whole rundown

So, I my mission, it's gettin' dark
So I'm watchin' for them Injuns
They like to catch ya, then rob and split
I be a rootin' tootin' shootin' damn fool, my chips

All of a sudden, I somebody rumble in the bushes
my horse, whoa, Nellie, who in the bushes?
You better speak out or I'm a let my shotgun song out
Thug Queen, the stealer?

Who is this? I this ain't the law
Jump out the bushes with my sawed-off
out, right now I'm gettin' angry
Took a step back, it could get dangerous

Please don't shoot, just me
Then, why the is you hidin' in them bushes
I'm in four counties for armed robbery
Killed to two sheriffs, six of his best men with my
two horses

Thought you was the law, that's why I in the bushes
Goodness now, she was than the barrel on fire
But I could use her for the job, so I her to ride, c'mon

May I ask you you headed to the West for
I got a partner, got a for some dough
And if you're down, you can pick up a pretty penny
Be in in a minute, now be sure if yore with it

We out before the sun
stallion for your partner to ride
Hit the saloon for the
Down for whatever, let's ride, ride

directions say we go to Tucson, Arizona
When we arrive, we'll cop a place we can
And meet my boy in the mornin' for and hook-up
You better your money, ghetto cowboy

and shine, good mornin' howdy
Nine o clock we my boy in the saloon in the valley
Now, I done came a long way, and I don't be late
Tell him I make ya, 'cause you know we
out, giddyup, giddyup, giddyup
(Whip cracks, neigh)

You better your money, ghetto cowboy
I'm peepin' Krayzies wanted in the saloon
So I assume it'll be trouble around here soon
Glance across the

I see this getting ready to fight
But if he up the night
I think that just might take his life
So, I him and I pause

Look, man, I really wanna brawl
But won't you chill before them come
up this master plan
Since he already rowdy, I just the man

Hey, you want work?
Well, partner, put in bid
And by the way, now what's name?
call me Layzie the Kid

The names P, can I get a twelve gauge?
Outlaw, everyday on the front
Mister Kid, if you me the lowdown
Me and Jack be ready for the showdown

With two double-barrels pointed at
Well stick together, I'm clever
So saddle up, on the bandwagon
Because its all goin'
I heard a guy run in the bar "Krayzies in town"

Now when we get to the saloon, you dont
Wait outside and don't be stealin', damn horses
inside the bar, Lay the Kid, you son of a gun
Hey, man, I'm glad you made it

Now let's go have fun
And this my Powder
He's a gun

Mighty to meet ya, son
Oh yeah, you know I also a friend along
Meet Thug Queen, the peddler
Straggler, met her

Howdy, partner, got the horses saddled up
I hope you good at robbin' like you rustle that cattle up
Now, y'all, it's gon' be gettin' real soon
I you're right, I say we move

C'mon, move out
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, out
(Whip cracks, neigh)
You count your money, ghetto cowboy