Bone thugz-n-harmony Ghetto Cowboys Lyrics

Krayzie Bone:
You better count your money.
Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.

Krayzie Bone:
The name is Krayzie "Big Bad a__" 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 d___ Injuns--they like to catch ya, then they
rob and split. I be a rootin'-tootin'-shootin' d___ fool,
protectin' my chips. All of a sudden, I heard somebody rumble in the
bushes. Stop my horse. "Whoa, Nellie!
Who in the bushes? You better speak out or I'm a let my
shotgun song sing out."

Who is this? I hope this ain't the law. Jump out the bushes with my
sawed-off shotgun.

Krayzie Bone:
"C'mon out, right now. I'm gettin' angry." Took a step back, 'cause it
could get dangerous.

"Please don't shoot. It's just me, Thug Queen, the horse-stealer."

Krayzie Bone:
"Then, why the hell is you hidin' in them bushes?"

"I'm wanted in four counties for armed robbery, killed to two
sheriffs, six of his best men want my
head, stole two horses.
Thought you was the law, that's why I jumped in the bushes."

Krayzie 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."

"May I ask you what you headed to the West for?"

Krayzie 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."

"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 ride.

Krayzie 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 hook-up."

Krayzie Bone:
You better count your money.

Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.

Krayzie 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."

"Tell him I'll make it to him 'cause you know we aint"

Krayzie Bone:
"Move out! Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup."

Krayzie Bone:
You better count your money.
Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.

Layzie Bone:
I'm peepin' Krayzie's wanted poster in the saloon, so I a__ume 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 Kid."

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 Bone:
"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 Bone:
"Now when we get to the saloon, you don't worry. Wait outside, and
don't be stealin' nobody's d___ horses!" Step inside the
bar. "Lay the Kid, you son of a gun!"

Layzie Bone:
"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:
"Howdy."

Krayzie 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."

"Howdy, partner, already got the horses saddled up."

Layzie Bone:
"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 a__" Bone:
"I think you're right, I say we move. C'mon, let's move out!
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup. Move out!"

Krayzie Bone:
You better count your money.
Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.