Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Cowboy

You count your money, ghetto cowboy

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

Then, got myself into a whole of trouble
Double-crossed by the law, so there's to run to
Yeah, just me and my sawed-off shotgun
Outlaw him Leather 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 time for me to get the whole rundown

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

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

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

Please don't shoot, it's me
Then, why the hell is you hidin' in them
I'm wanted in four counties for 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 than the on fire
But I use her for the job, so I told her to ride, c'mon

May I ask you what you to the West for
I got a partner, got a plan for dough
And if down, you can pick up yourself a pretty penny
Be in town in a minute, now be sure if with it

We out the sun rise
stallion for your partner to ride
Hit the for the moonshine
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 for details and hook-up
You better count your money, ghetto

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

You better your money, ghetto cowboy
I'm peepin' wanted poster in the saloon
So I assume be trouble around here pretty soon
across the room

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

Look, man, I don't wanna 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 your name?
They me Layzie the Kid

The names Powder P, can I get a twelve
Outlaw, on the front page
Kid, if you give me the lowdown
Me and Black Jack be ready for the

two double-barrels pointed at whatever
Well stick together, I'm clever
So up, jump on the bandwagon
Because its all down
I heard a guy run in the bar "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 glad you it safely

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

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

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

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