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
Along with some cash, even took the mayors
Now, that there's but she was with it, so I brought her

Then, got into a whole heap of trouble
Double-crossed by the law, so nobody to run to
Yeah, it's just me and my sawed-off
call him Leather Face

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

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

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

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

Please shoot, it's just me
Then, why the hell is you hidin' in them
I'm wanted in four for armed robbery
Killed to two sheriffs, six of his men with my hand
two horses

Thought you was the law, that's why I 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 to the West for
I got a partner, got a plan for 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
stallion for your partner to ride
Hit the saloon for the
Down for whatever, ride, let's ride

These directions say we go to Tucson,
When we arrive, cop a place we can bunk
And meet my boy in the for details and hook-up
You better count money, ghetto cowboy

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

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

I see this youngster getting to fight
But if he up the night
I think that Krayzie just might take his
So, I approach him and I

Look, man, I really don't brawl
But won't you chill them laws come
Messin' up this plan
Since he 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 Powder P, can I get a gauge?
Outlaw, everyday on the page
Mister Kid, if you me the lowdown
Me and Jack be ready for the showdown

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

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

Now go have some fun
And this my partner
a young gun

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

Howdy, partner, already got the saddled up
I hope you good at robbin' banks like you rustle that 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 your money, ghetto cowboy