Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Cowboy

You better count your money, ghetto

The name is Big Bad Ass Bone
up north for all the gold that I stole
Along with cash, even took the mayors daughter
Now, that kidnappin' but she was with it, so I brought her

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

I'm for the West, heard they got
A couple banks in town ain't been held up yet
Well, uh, I make it by sundown
I figure thats enough time for me to get the rundown

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

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

Who is I hope this ain't the law
out the bushes with my sawed-off shotgun
C'mon out, right now I'm angry
Took a back, 'cause it could get dangerous

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

Thought you was the law, why I jumped in the bushes
Goodness now, she was hotter the barrel on fire
But I could use her for the job, so I told her to ride,

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

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

These say we go to Tucson, Arizona
we arrive, we'll cop a place we can bunk
And meet my boy in the mornin' for details and
You better count money, ghetto cowboy

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

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

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

Look, man, I don't wanna brawl
But won't you chill before them laws
Messin' up this master
he already rowdy, I just asked the man

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

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

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

Now when we get to the saloon, you dont
Wait and don't be stealin', nobody's damn horses
Step the bar, Lay the Kid, you son of a gun
Hey, man, I'm you made it safely

Now let's go have fun
And this my partner
a young gun

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

Howdy, partner, already got the saddled up
I hope you good at robbin' banks like you rustle cattle up
Now, y'all, it's be gettin' dark real soon
I think you're right, I say we

C'mon, let's out
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup, out
(Whip cracks, neigh)
You better count money, ghetto cowboy