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Mo thugs

Ain't no reason
Ghetto bluez
Ghetto cowboy
Here with me
Ii tru
Killing fields
Mo murder
No pretender
Playa in me
Rumors and war
Searchin 4 peace
Thug devotion
Welcome to my world

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Mo thugs - Ghetto cowboy

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[Horses galloping.  Horses neighing.]
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
You better count your money.
with Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
The name is Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone, wanted up north for all the gold
that I stole, along with some cash, even took the mayor's daughter.
 Now, that there's kidnappin', but she was with it, so I brought her.
 Then, got myself into a whole heap of trouble, double-crossed by the
law, so there's nobody to run to: yeah, it's just me and my sawed-off
shotgun.  Outlaw--call him Leather Face.  I'm headed for the West, heard
they got a couple banks in town that ain't been held up yet.  Well, uh,
I oughta 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
I'm watchin' for them damn Injuns--they like to catch ya, then they rob
and split.  I be a rootin'-tootin'-shootin' damn fool, protectin' my
chips.  All of a sudden, I heard somebody rumble in the bushes.  Stop my
horse.  [Horse neigh.]  "Whoa, Nellie!  Who in the bushes?  You better
speak out or I'm a let my shotgun song sing out."
Thug Queen, "the horse stealer":
Who is this?  I hope this ain't the law.  Jump out the bushes with my
sawed-off shotgun. 
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"C'mon out, right now.  I'm gettin' angry."  Took a step back, 'cause it
could get dangerous.
Thug Queen, "the horse stealer":
"Please don't shoot.  It's just me, Thug Queen, the horse-stealer."
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"Then, why the hell is you hidin' in them bushes?"
Thug Queen, "the horse stealer":
"I'm wanted in four counties for armed robbery, killed to two sheriffs,
six of his best men with my hand, stole two horses.  Thought you was the
law, that's why I jumped in the bushes."
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"Goodness."  Now, she was hotter than the barrel on fire, but I could
use her for the job, so I told her to ride.  "C'mon."
Thug Queen, "the horse stealer":
"May I ask you what you headed to the West for?"
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"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, "the horse stealer":
"We out before the sun rise, gotta stallion for your partner to ride."
 Hit the saloon for the moonshine.  Down for whatever, let's ride, let's
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"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 mornin' for details and
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
You better count your money.
Ghetto cowboy.
[Rooster crowing.]
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"Rise and shine!  Good mornin'.  Howdy.  Nine o'clock we meet my boy in
the saloon in the valley.  Now, I done came a long way, and I don't
wanna be late."
Thug Queen, "the horse stealer":
"Tell him I make ya (?) 'cause you know we ain't."
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"Move out!  Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup." [Whip cracks, horses neigh.]
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
You better count your money.
Ghetto cowboy.

Layzie "the Kid":
I'm peepin' Krayzie's wanted poster in the saloon, so I assume it'll be
trouble around here pretty soon.  Glance across the room:  I see this
youngster getting ready to fight, but if he mess up the night, I think
that Krayzie just might take his life.  So, I approach him, and I pause.
 "Look, man, I really don't wanna brawl, but won't you chill before them
laws come messin' up this masterplan?"  Since he already rowdy, I just
asked the man:  "Hey, you want some work?  Well, partner, put in your
bid, and by the way, now what's your name?  They call me Layzie the
Powder P:
"The name's Powder P, can I get a twelve gauge?  Outlaw--everyday on the
front page.  Mister Kid, if you give me the lowdown, me and Black Jack
be ready for the showdown with two double-barrels pointed at whatever.
 We'll stick together.  I'm purty clever."
Layzie "the Kid":
"So saddle up, jump on the bandwagon, because it's all goin' down."  I
heard a guy run in the bar screamin', "Krayzie's in town!"

Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"Now when we get to the saloon, you don't worry.  Wait outside, and
don't be stealin' nobody's damn horses!"  Step inside the bar.  "Lay the
Kid, you son of a gun!"
Layzie "the Kid":
"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 P:
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"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, "the horse stealer":
"Howdy, partner, already got the horses saddled up."
Layzie "the Kid":
"I hope you good at robbin' banks like you rustle that cattle up."
Powder P:
"Now, y'all, it's gon' be gettin' dark real soon."
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
"I think you're right, I say we move.  C'mon, let's move out!  
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup.  Move out!" [Whip cracks, horses neigh.]
Krayzie "Big Bad Ass" Bone:
You better count your money.
Ghetto cowboy.

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