ReggaeMusicVideoLyrics¨Gratis¨

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money aint a thang,

[Verse One: Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Bone]
My my babys bangin,
beefin with me,
squashed it ordained it,
Better yet sustained the flurry
Hide in the fury,
but the ways of a broad
don't mean you've died out of my life,
I'm hurt, burn me baby,
tie down.
And child hood scars,
crackhead cause niggas I dont know
that who'd ya think you are.
And here we are, steady we roll out over you.
When it's over it's over,
for the soldiers who hear me, that'll
get me in trouble.
Can I be closer, stay right near me.
Here we are, aint no stars, uh huh.......
Can I get drunk off in some bar,
without some haters sayin
"Who do you think you are?!"
When I'm sober, start jumpin in it to win itttt.........

Shit I bet they thought we fell off.
Bone Thugs~n~Harmony Resurrection,
Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish,
we in the Flesh.
Rememeber them thuggish ruggish niggas,
gotta get down fo my thang in here.
You already know when we came in here we raw,
fuck what u heard and you read about us,
just believe what you saw.
Till I die, Im down to ride in the war
when you niggas get serious, let a nigga know,
maybe then we can roll.
Nigga bad to the Bone,
But I sure dont click with hoes
and no bustas, hatas, or hoes when
they poppin up at my door
I get excited, all uptight, and violent.
Bitches was not invited!
Put'em in a coffin before they get me man.
Krayzie, loco, insane, bang bang.
Runnin with the pump pump, no bluffin
We buck!
Nigga better realize still claim
Nineteen nine nine the nine nine
Muthafucka, fuck'em to the end,
and when I run out,
I reloadin and buckin again, some mo!
Nigga puttin it down, worldwide.
Them wicked bad-ass thugs.
You punk niggas hate us,
but we don't trip,
we still get madd ass love.
I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
We'll straight up toss his ass
And if he flossin cash and jewelry,
rip it off his ass,
keep walkin fast.
Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die,
fuck it that's all I been all of my life.
It's just T-H-U-G we be.
And it aint no thang,
keep buckin buckin,
dumpin, fuckin'em bustas up with my gauge.
We poppin all yall,
Im watchin all yall.

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money aint a thang,

[Verse Two: Layzie Bone, Wish Bone (Bizzy Bone) {Bizzy Bone & Wish Bone}]

Time after time,
everywhere I look,
everywhere I turn,
niggas talkin bout death.
Like a nigga can't dream of nuthin else,
but a lil bit of wealth.
Tryin to help they self,
and I really can't blame you,
cause I do the same too.
Man do what you gotta do.
But what Imma do is keep protectin my cheddar fool.
Aint none of yall niggas do it betta, ohhh.
And Im ahead of you and yall hate it,
only the real thugs keepin it raw.
Grippin that heat tight,
livin that street life.
Nigga Imma let it fool round and get war.
Niggas is plottin that 2-11,
thats why I got heat for armageddon.
Picture Lay on his knees and I'm beggin,
nigga betta shoot me and send me to heaven.
Fuck all the drama, Imma just blast,
hollow point tips off in that ass.
Tha slicka the nigga
thats pullin the trigga
is the nigga thats standin up last.
Countin this cash,
still doin this mash.
Blowin much weed
as we watch you bleed.
nigga got killed fo the love of the cheese.
Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep.
Fuckin with Lay
is a game you shouldnt play,
even myself I could die today.
I could lie, but hey it aint worth it,
shit, aint none of us here to stay.
Imma hold my ground,
and Imma lace my boots.
So when its time to shoot, then thats it.
Screamin out Mo Thug in this bitch,
and Bone Thugs in this bitch, nigga.

It's all about money, yeah.
Imma get me some.
Cant be fuckin with niggas that aint got none.
Cause lately yall been actin funny,
I guess you smell some money.
Get out my pockets,
betta count your shit
It's still St. Clair wig-split.
Four other niggas that I run with,
you dont wanna fuck with.
{Dollars and dollars but still,}
{we gotta get mo}
Remember back in the days when we was fucked up
but not anymore (uh uh, no, no)
And aint a damn thang come easy,
alot of plannin, bus rides, and {Eazy}
Fo cheese,
believe me,
believe me,
and it aint gone stop at the end of my time
with my Bone Thug love
I'ma always get mine.
And I mean that,
gotta have that,
paper paper,
money money,
money, money.

[Chorus: Bizzy, Krayzie]

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money ain't a thang, I'ma get me some
My nigga I'ma get me some
Say my nigga yall, better get your paper
paper, paper, paper, paper, paper....

Money aint a thang,

[Verse Three: Flesh-N-Bone (Layzie Bone)]

You better believe we five of the last
true soldiers standin' in command
You thought of me closin the book.
On this bitch on ya'll, flip on yall,
I am what I am the Fifth Dawg!
It's all good,
paper paper for the whole hood.
Tell'em I got dibs on this and kids in this
(you real as, real as shit)
Reminiscin on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E).
Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo
fo the love of money.
I gotta get the paper.
I told yall aint a damn thang changed
bout the nigga they bang.
My niggas,they're down,
and we'll bang your brain,
muthafucka for thinkin he famous!

[Bridge: Bizzy Bone & Layzie Bone]
We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh,

We in the flesh flesh,
We in the flesh

[Verse Four: Flesh-N-Bone]

And if I can go bite the bullet
so Eazy in my cadillac,
bend a couple of corners,
smoke out with some hoes,
now where yall at?
21st century heroes,
two-triple-zero,
righteous ones,
And wish the Howse
then can roll with one hundred and forty four thousand

ReggaeMusicVideoLyrics¨Gratis¨

Who be the niggas that's sneakin' the pistol up in the party
Drinkin' that 151 Bacardi
Drunk and finna fuck up somebody... (Bone Thugs)
Keepin' it realer than real in the field
Niggas that's packin' that steel
Who be the niggas that soldover 30 million strong... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas in black
Who be the niggas with straps
Who be the niggas that's bustin' back at the got-damned law... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that "Crept On Ah Comeup" and did it Eazy
Who be the niggas that's daily got down foe they thang leadin'
Cleveland... (Bone Thugs)
Smokin' the weed or the fever, the reefer
that keep em a pot of the sweetest cheeba
Nigga y'all...
Y'all know who that is... (Bone Thugs)
Them niggas that sing, them niggas that rap
They got everybody tryin' to do that
Fuck recognize, nigga ya better respect, who...who...who... (Bone Thugs)
I told these niggas that Bone is the shit
So keep on rollin ya spliff
And smoke a blunt to this shit... (Bone Thugs)...

[Layzie]
Who was the niggas that thugged in the streets, number one on the charts
And who was the niggas that's pullin' ya card
The niggas that show we got nothin' but heart...(Bone Thugs)
Now who was the niggas that come to my side when its about murder
My niggas...my niggas'll hurt ya
ya better believe it, we comin' to serve ya... (Bone Thugs)
We be them niggas foe life
Mentality tight, doin' what we like
Now who was them niggas that told ya to get down foe ya rights... (Bone Thugs)
Now who be the niggas that step in the club makin' everyting pause
So fresh, so clean, no flaws
who be the rawest clique you done saw... (Bone Thugs)
Damned right, we keep it original out fo' the door
We hit 'em up quick with a flip flow flow and then we introduce you to
Mo!... (Bone Thugs)
The niggas that reignin' supreme
Hustled to conquer our dream, dream
Forever untouchable team
What niggas be out here gettin this cream... (Bone Thugs)
Blowin' green, roll thru the hood, glock cocked on safety
And who be the niggas that knew you was fake
but stayin' away form y'all lately... (Bone Thugs)
Li'l Layzie be that nigga that's statin' them facts
And you cn put this on Stack
'Cause muthafucka we back...

[Hook]
Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone, Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone Bone
(Hey Yo!)

[Wish]
Who be the niggas that thug in the back of the club
Ready to scrap, nigga buck, nigga what
Who be the niggas that check ya, disrespect ya...(Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that wanna maintain
And do them thug thang
But if disrespected who gon let it bang... (Bone Thugs)
Who was the niggas we rushed
Who was the niggas that talk about us
Who was the nigga that say that the thugsta mentality
better him than us... (Bone Thugs)
Bone Thugs, finally let loose
Total control, whose business is it anyway... (Bone Thugs)
Gotta Life
Better leave it alone
Been supressed too long
Now that we out on our own
Ya gotta see the free Bone... (Bone Thugs)
Who be the niggas that come in anybody hood and striaght kick it
Who be the niggas that always got that weed, the drink, and dyme bitches
I'm tired of hearin' "What happened to us?"
"When will we hear a Bone bust?"
Who be the niggas that's bringin' that thuggish ruggish no matter what...
(Bone Thugs) Believe we nothin' but truth
What would the game do
Without you know who
niggas that say and do what they want to... (Bone Thugs)...

[Bizzy]
This rap game terror
Money, murda mo, and allt hat good shit
scandalous niggas, respect this... (Bone Thugs)
Ask about my... 20 inch deep dish rims
Son of a chicken, it ain't no friends
when it come to the end... (Bone Thugs)
And I'ma say word to gangstas
Real killers with money to burn
Sayin we a lost cause, foster kids-preach the world... (Bone Thugs)
Thank god that I had a father
I'm pushed in that coco with my sister
when I was 14 like cancer victims... (Bone Thugs)
Uh huh
Cause haters they get quarantined
Women they comin' with sorcery
I'm livn' with curses, smokin wed... (Bone Thugs
Burn me
Don't bury me
Hurry 'fore my momma see me
Somebody call Johnnie Cochran
Some niggas they wanna be Biggie
Some niggas they wanna be pac
But I just wanna be Bizzy
As soon as they hear me??
Like Richard Sim-mi
Don't run away, where's your nuts at
It's the original hydro smokers, somebody bust that
Trust that, what's packin'... (Bone Thugs)

ReggaeMusicVideoLyrics¨Gratis¨

There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I don't know)

[Krayzie Bone]
My life is a jungle, I struggle hustle Monday through Sunday
They tell me the world is mine but shit I don't want it, who want it?
How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I predicted this endin, back in the day
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray
Although we pray and we pray and we pray
We do but still wanna make the loot
No more united, divided we fall, nigga and hard
We all dealt fucked up cards but don't complain;
just play the hand that you was dealt
You play 'em right you prevail - you play 'em wrong then you fail
It ain't hard to tell, when you been headed for self destruction
Cause I, could look at the piece of the puzzle
It ain't no love involved - everything we was dissolved
We all hard as one, but together we raw
And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split up, we tied up, my nigga wassup wit that
Lettin the devil get in, to the pen
Devils pretendin to be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of stuck the nigga fast
Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass
We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus
Now our family reunion done turned into a family crisis

[Bizzy Bone - repeat 4X]
There's always something you got to give up..
If you want everything you want..

[Bizzy Bone]
I was never on some solo shit
Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
all of my niggaz came to the church
And thanks for comin, I'm still stressed out over the death
When I take my breath and puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin
But I'm still rappin get it all off my chest
So I came back to the action
When the bird was flyin, low, and laughin
Family bashin 'til it just happened
Then Wally passed - and he asked me, "Wasn't it tragic?"
Louie askin me if he'll ever come back so hard
We tell the truth, no use in beatin around the bush
Baby I'm sorry.. it's alllll in the game
Throwin up blood - fuck it Layz'
Let's sign our life awayyy..

[Wish Bone]
Now see me? I ain't givin up a motherfuckin thang
It's hard to come by - and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walkbys
and you don't want that; neither do I
But I will, I will - cause I'm a hustler, hustler
High 'til I die, I'm gon' get mine
Even if it mean murder, gettin caught, fuck it let me fry
Know it's hectic, niggaz start shit nowadays..
But I'm a hustler just like you, don't bring that shit my way

[Layzie Bone (Bizzy Bone) - repeat 4X]
Well if there's somethin you can't give up (would ya give it up)
To get everything you want (I can feel the love)

[Layzie Bone]
Hell naw I'll be thugged out nigga, turned out nigga
Runnin wit niggaz thats killas;
the realest that be shermed out nigga
Spittin my prophecy ain't no stoppin me
I'm comin through with the motherfuckin shotty
I really don't wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati
Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I
I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C
Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come blast you
Blast you - "Hit 'Em Up" like 'Pac did
Take 'em hostage, terrorize and torture
Your ghetto resource'll be pay back, pay back
Little Lay dat, young nigga with scrilla
and bitch I thought you knew
You got a beam on me? I got a beam on you
You fuck wit me? I'ma fuck wit you
Beeitch! Like it always be
Y'all bitches gon' have to kill me, feel me!
You gon' have to pop me, to even try to stop me from grindin
I'm leavin you blinded by the size of Mo Thugs 'til you find us
All the nigga know what the hood like
In the streets gotta get that good life
Sellin that yea up under the street light
It's the hood life, don't fight
A nigga want out but just can't get out;
so I guess I gots to face it
All them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it

[Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X]
It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit, I don't know, I don't know)

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Here they come, wait can I barktalk Bone, jumpin it feelin
Better now, better hit 'em with the future shot
But feelin like Pac, that's what the guy thought
But this shit don't stop, I send much love to the pop
Droppin this shit today, we kickin this thug music
Better love us, so when I love smokin buds on the bus
See we gone sells out that'll make you lust
My nigga don't play too close, my thugs in heaven and shit
My niggas'll pop with the pistols, and snap out the holsters
And cover a snitch all wet
Why the fuck could not he write me S-E-T for the second sincerely
We baggin 'em up rollin niggas and throwin 'em in the wasteland
Soldier, told ya nigga we gone have our time
Like daughters in heaven don't tell him, on his knee
He's fell, he better hope he don't fall victim
Niggas pick up another, then they run
But I'm through with the body bitch ah
But when they want it, yea he just in the business
Flesh givin you pain or pleasure, whatever you want I'ma bring
Young, but them package you'll be impressed

[Repeat until fade:]
[LB] If it was somethin you can't give up
[KB] Yea I know (Would ya give it up)
[LB] To get everything you want
[KB] But shit I don't know I don't know (I can feel the pump)

ReggaeMusicVideoLyrics¨Gratis¨

[Chorus: Mariah Carey + (J.D.)]
(y'all know what this is is!)
can I get a little bit a L-O-V-E? (MC)
can ya spend a little bit of dough on me?
(Bone Thugs)
can I get a little bit a ya T-I-M-E
(the lil homeboy Bow Wow)
boy if ya wanna make it (MC)
could ya gotta give a little bit a..
(what's your perspective?)

[Mariah Carey + (Krayzie Bone)]
monday we will not, (I'm outta love)
tuesday you had time, (and macked it all)
we just break up again
you want me to let you back in
but tonight I'm like no
ohh, uh uh uh ohh, my box has opened
my body has all said yes, I hate this mess
boy you just ain't no good for me
this ain't no way real love should be..

took you back once, took you back twice
took you back, three, four, five times
they said these streets is over
boy youve been close to lies
took you back once, took you back twice
took you back, three, four, five times
cant see the light, but you, somebody help me!

[J.D.]
Krayzie! give her a lil bit

[Krayzie Bone]
now you look from the jump
and a nigga was thugged out, but you bugged out, n start trippin
flippin' on me all time.. and its been like this all my life..no matter how I try
guess it's the thug in me, got my mind on my money man
I'm spending my time on the grind tryna shine, I'm concentrating on running thangs
I've been tryna hold it down, and you steady tellin' me it's over now
she always talk loud, she always leave me but always come back around
that's just what we go through, and you know it's so true
every time I slip up she behind me, gon' be right there to remind me

[Chorus]

[J.D.]
Uh yea, haha, just a lil bit, Layzie! give her a lil bit

[Layzie Bone]
can we take a long walk on the beach, get away from the streets
baby girl, me and you need to rendezvous
Cancun next week, how that sound to you?
I've been meaning to spend a little time witchu
I can tell you fed up from all of the promises I've been making lately
and I had to deliver but I been so caught in my hustle, tryna make this payment
and I shoulda considered your feelings
I shoulda been better about it
I shoulda been grown, not childish
I shoulda been way more polished
but my hustle done paid off, and I'm ready to spoil you..love
come look, what cha boy gon do? (gone do), let me make this up to you (to you)

[Chorus]

[J.D.]
Uh, uh, Bow Wow! give her a lil bit

[Bow Wow]
weezy girl, I can't believe what you sayin'
you know you got it, should meet with my fans
but every time I get a break I'm layin
where? in your arms all night and day playin'
you wont some time, I send you jacob, want sunshine then take a vacation
we ain't gon make it if you keep complainin, everybody go through changes
love is a dangerous (thing)
(why?) it's full of happy and sad faces
break it up to make up later, talk it out so it ain't no anger
we need more communication, you should have some consideration
'cause you knew from the day we met
what, what type of player you was dealing wit. haha

[Chorus]

[J.D.]
Uh huh, uh huh, wish! give her a lil bit

[Wish Bone]
everything I do, just for me and you, stack a little paper so its never rainy days
I got you, but just for me then you got to, understand that I hustle, hustle
diamonds things, I gotta hustle, hustle, anything that brings the weight up
see a real thug too its in his nature, its in his nature
not tryna say that you about that paper, but me and you, yes we like that paper
overseas trips, diamonds on the wrists, you must admit, your boy gets that paper
I like bossin, girl, girl, but you beside me, slide wit me, slide wit me
try and take it away thats when I ride and ride

[Chorus]

ReggaeMusicVideoLyrics¨Gratis¨

Raisin' hustlas thieves and prostitutes
Young homie think before you shoot
Murderer

[Hook]
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world [x2]

[Bizzy Bone]
And trouble may come and sometimes
You'll get pulled over by one time
And when the 1999 rewinds
Didn't even make any strides
Murder all around the whole world it's nauseatin'
Everybody's hatin' everybody over rated
While everybody actin' agitated
I thought we graduated back in the sattle waitin'
Aboard the battle stations
Hation is a birth defect
And you know ain't nobody perfect
And when the curtains close
Open up the doors
No more

[Big B]
See we're losin' this world we love
And it looks like the sinnin' won't end
So I'm reachin' high up above
Lord let your blessins begin
And let's change the world

[Hook]
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world [x2]

[Flesh-N-Bone]
And got me ready to set off the riot
Ridin' with my Trues Humbly United Gathering Souls
Here we go roll up some more Phillies
My nigga let me hit it
Niggas be thuggin' immortalized let's get high
It's the niggas you most desire
I can remember from way back in the day
Comin' up out the ghetto was a hell of a struggle
From sellin' the fiends llello
But it was my dream to kick flows
To put my people on another level
Now could it be for the lust
Or Could it be for the rush
My niggas love when they bust
Because they buck and you duck
They put your dick in the dust
My niggas Creepin' On Ah Come Up
Black Nigga Killa
Thuggish Ruggish nigga
Nigga fin to descend into a dawn of a new millenium
Anticipatin' life without Satan
Hatin' on all my enemies to hell I send y'all

[Hook]
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world [x2]

[Layzie Bone]
Everyday the devil at me
And I wish the lord would throw a Hummer at me
I ain't happy
Me and Eazy-E in the B-E-N-Z
With my niggas right next to me it's my legacy
We can't let it stop us uh uh not now
The whole world endin' up in buck buck pow
Corruption destruction disaster
Everybody tryin' to rap faster than the master
Oh lord could you save my soul
Nigga tryin' to go platinum around forty years old
The lord knows we can do this shit
And ain't no stoppin' us know 'cause we can prove this shit
Nigga me Stew D PD Freaky G
The whole world wanna be a rappin' with me
I'm in the flesh
Let's talk about sex
Babies havin' babies generation-x
With the AIDS epidemic we ain't pure no more
And I know they gotta kill for the shit we ain't ready
First we lost Eazy then we lost Pac
Biggie got killed when the shit gon' stop
Everybody wanna know what's goin' on
With the Thuggish Ruggish Bone
Tryin' to be prepared for the Y2K
And if I don't die today
I'm tryin' to change the world

[Hook]
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world [x2]

[Wish Bone]
You need a lesson you can learn from rappin'
But they tried to ban it realize it ain't gon' happen
We done changed the world
Ghetto voices bein' heard and fed
Now I got my guns better arm yourselves
Most don't have a clue
If it goes down what to do
Don't you know this government ain't proof for me and you
I have a dream no I have a wish
If we can't save ourselves then let's aid our kids
Let the world go wrong
Let these babies have somethin'
Let the world go wrong
Just don't blow this motherfucka up
You kill him he'll kill you
Some say it's stupid but violence really lives where I come from
Hungry little kids where I come from
Thugs like me where I come from

[Krayzie Bone]
Sometimes I sit and think about if I could change the world
Get in the mind of the nigga boys and girls
Show 'em that it is a better way
Satan got you trippin' don't listen to what the devil say
'Cause he can deceive ya
Play with your brain and mislead ya
But it won't be long
'Til the angels come
There's no where to hide but he'll run
Babylon the great has fallen
God is callin'
We all in y'all in
Souljahs go marchin' in bombin' 'em
But this time we ain't talkin'
We are tryin' to hit the target we launchin'
Police brutality got to cease
But I see the NYPD don't want peace
And the LAPD don't weant peace
So we'll never be free
So come on

We only got 'til the end of time (we got to the end of time)
To change the world (we shall overcome) change the world the world [x2]

[Hook]
It's a crazy mixed up world
It's the end of the world
It's a crazy mixed up world
'Cause it's the end of the world [x2]

ReggaeMusicVideoLyrics¨Gratis¨

Ghetto cowboy

Vieo And Lyrics¨Free¨

You better count your money [2x]
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money [2x]
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money [2x]
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money [2x]
(Ghetto Cowboy)

[Krayzie]
The name is Krayzie, big bad ass bone,
Wanted up north for all the gold that I stole,
Along with some cash I even took the mayor's daughter,
Now that there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double-crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me and my sawed-off shotgun,
I dun now call him 'Leatherface'.
I'm headed for the west heard they got a couple banks in town
That ain't been held up yet, well uh, I ought to make it by sundown,
I figure that's enough time for me to get the whole rundown,
So I continue my mission, it's gettin' dark
So now I'm watching for them damn injuns,
They like to catch up then they rob -n- split.
I'll be a rootin' tootin' shootin' damn fool, protectin' my chips.
All of a sudden, I heard somebody rumble in the bushes, stopped my horse,
"Whoa nelly! Who in the bushes, you better speak up,
Or I'mma let my shotgun's song sing out."

[Woman]
Who's this? Hope this ain't the law, draw out the bushes with my sawed-off shotgun.

[Krayzie]
"Come on out right now I'm gettin' angry."
Took a step back 'cause it could get dangerous.

[Woman]
"Please don't shoot it's just me Thug Queen Horse Stealer."

[Krayzie]
"Then why the hell is you hidin' in them bushes"

[Thug Queen]
"I'm wanted in 4 counties, for armed robbery, killed 2 sheriffs, 6 of his best men with my head,
Stole 2 horses, thought you was the law that's why
I jumped in the bushes."

[Krayzie]
"Goodness."
Now she was hotter than a barrel of fire but I could use her for the job so I told her to ride.
"Come on."

[Thug Queen]
"May I ask you what you headed to the west for?"

[Krayzie]
"I got a partner got a plan for some dough and if you're down you can pick up yourself a pretty penny.
Be in town in a minute now be sure if you're with it."

[Thug Queen]
"We be up before the sun rise got a stall(ion) here for your partner toride hit the saloon before the moon shine down for whatever let's ridelet's ride."

[Krayzie]
"These directions say we go to Tucson, Arizona.
When we arrive we'll cop a place we can bunk,
And meet my boy in the morning for details -n- hookup."

You better count your money [2x]
(Ghetto Cowboy)
You better count your money [2x]
(Ghetto Cowboy)

[Rooster crows]
[Krayzie]
"Rise -n- shine, good morning, howdy.
Nine o' clock we meet my boy in the saloon in the valley.
Now I dun came a long way and I don't wanna be late.

[Thug Queen]
"Tell him I'll make it to him, you know we ain't."

Move out! Giddy up giddy up giddy up [4x]

You better count your money [2x]

[Layzie]
"I'm peepin' Krayzie's 'Wanted' poster in the saloon,
So I assume it'll be trouble round here pretty soon.
Glanced across the room I seen this youngster gettin' ready to fight
But if he mess up tonight I think that Krayzie just might take his life.
So I approached him and I paused.
"Look man, I really don't wanna brawl, but won't you chill before them laws,
Come messin' up this master plan,
Since he already rowdy I'm just asked the man (dang).
You want some work well partner put in your bid
And by the way now what's your name, they call me Layzie the Kid."

[Other dude]
"The name's Powder Pete, can I get a 12 gauge!
Outlaw every day, on the front page.
Mister Kid, if you give me the low-down me and Blackjack,
Be ready for the showdown, with 2 double-barrels pointed at whatever,
We'll stick together, I'm pretty clever."

[Layzie]
"So saddle up, jump on the bandwagon because it's all goin' down."
I heard the guy runnin' the bar screamin' 'Krayzie's in town.'

[Krayzie]
"Now when we get to this saloon, you don't worry, wait outside.
Don't be stealin' nobody's damn horses."
Stepped inside the bar.
"Layzie Kid you son of a gun!"

[Layzie]
"Hey man I'm glad you made it safely, now let's go have some fun.
And this my partner Powder, he's a young gun.

[Powder Pete]
"Howdy."

[Krayzie]
"Mighty glad to meet ya son.
Oh yeah, you know I also brought a friend along, meet Thug Queen,
The horse peddler, straggler, just met her."

[Thug Queen]
"Howdy partner, already got the horses saddled up."

[Layzie]
"I hope you're good at robbin' banks like you rustle that cattle up."

[Powder Pete]
"Now y'all, it's gonna be gettin' dark real soon."

[Krayzie]
"I think you're right I say we move, come on let's."

Move out, giddy up giddy up giddy up [4x]

You better count your money [8x]

Ghetto Cowboy

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