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The Wild..
The Wild.. West BANG, BANG*}
Ha ha, riiiiide..
[Dr.
All you see is the sun, off of the gun
I'm ready for the showdown, that go at one
Sweat on my brow, let's it now
show you how real cowboys get down
I'm polishin gold, waitin for this to unfold
I got a rolled
Feelin bold, gangsters blood cold
time to reload this old .45 colt
The gusty, it's hot, muggy and dusty
Bust a couple shots, sure I'm not rusty
It's noon, he should be here soon
Sip a little inside a saloon
All of a sudden I can hear the of hoofs
Sounds like a thousand
I cock back, put the in the holster and froze
I pose like a poster, he's closer than
I the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's dirty
but I'ma put thirty inside him and early
And just when I went to him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is he said

You never met me, and you'll probably never see me
but I know you - the Slim - you want revenge?
don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you
I'm tellin the truth, I got a price on my head too, when you..
{unknown singer}
You like a cowboy toward the sun
And life ain't fun, you're on the run
Got gold and you got your gun
But as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your
Got your horse and you got pride
You ride til ain't no place to hide
sad cause the bad guys always die
[Dr. + (Eminem)
He was "Shady," I by the look on his face
He said take ten paces I took eight
Spun around and I straight for the brain
My {shit} went bang but it only a blank, he said
(You need bullets, hurry up run!) {*imitating Rick*}
I put a clip in the gun, and at his lungs
We both drew at the same time and stunned
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was tellin the truth, why I didn't shoot
So what we gon' do, on you
(Do you recall you and Snoop was a group?)
The Chronic!
(Well all we gotta do is find a map to two)
(And plus I know got it)

(Some old dude, got 26 plaques and he already sold two)
Loaded up my saddle, got ready for
Hid two pieces of gold inside of my
We rolled two until we hit the spot
An old town that everybody forgot
A place where they to smoke chronic a lot
grabbed the shotgun (Dre here's the plot)
(Eminem)
This is the spot, call him Doc Loveless
He's goin around sayin he the game from us
[Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll see it comin]
But he ain't got no legs, cut 'em off at the stomach
He's got mechanical legs, he webs
Plus well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission - is to get him to stop layin
And we can put him on his back down a flight of
[Dr.
I two guns, spun them on my fingers
Kicked the doors in, started gun slinging
I could hear singin - it sounded like a "G Thang,"
and a verse "Keep Their Heads Ringin"
I said "It's Day," and started to spray
1800, he pulls a AK
Hollow tips flyin every which way
(Eminem)
That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came the gauge
I fired the first shot, spun his body
He hit the ground and landed down
Dre grabbed the map, the and the gold
I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} rolled
2X
die..
The Wild..
The Wild.. West BANG, BANG*}
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