Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guys Always Die

The Gotham
The Wild
Ha ha,

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
I'ma you how real cowboys get down

I'm polishin' gold, waitin' for this drama to
I got a rolled
bold, gangsters blood runs cold
It's 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 passed noon, he be here soon
Sip a moonshine inside a saloon

All of a sudden I can hear the of hoofs
like a thousand wolves
I cock back, put the toast in the and froze
I like a poster, he's closer than close

I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fight's
But I'ma put thirty him and leave early
And just when I to fill him with hot lead
I put the gun to his head, and this is what he

You never met me and you'll probably never see me
But I know you, the Slim, you want revenge
Then don't shoot, I'm in the same as you
I'm the truth, I got a price on my head too
when you

You ride like a toward the sun
And life ain't fun you're on the run
Got your and you got your gun
But as an outlaw just begun

Got your shotgun by your
Got horse and you got your pride
You ride 'til ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad always die

He was 'Shady', I by the look on his face
He said take ten paces, shit, I took
Spun and I aimed straight for the brain
My shit, went bang but it only fired a blank, he
(You bullets, hurry up run)

I put a in the gun and pointed at his lungs
We both drew at the same and stood stunned
(Go ahead, me, but I'm not the one you want)
I figured he was tellin' the truth that's why I shoot
So what we gon' do, on you

(Do you recall when you and was a group?)
The
(Well, all we do is find a map to part two)
(And I know who's got it)

(Some old dude, got 26 plaques and he already sold two)

Loaded up my saddle, got for battle
Hid two pieces of gold of my saddle
We rolled two miles until we hit the
An old ghost that everybody forgot

A place they used to smoke chronic a lot
grabbed the shotgun
(Dre the plot)

This is the spot, they call him Doc
He's around sayin' he took the game from us
(Let's him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin')
But he ain't got no legs, cut 'em off at the stomach

He's got legs, he spins webs
Plus well respected by the hip-hop heads
Our mission is to get him to stop eggs
And we can put him on his down a flight of steps

I drew two guns, them on my fingers
Kicked the swingin' in, started gun slinging
I could hear somebody singin', it sounded like a 'G
And a verse from 'Keep Their Ringin''

I said, "It's Dre's Day", and started to
1800, he pulls a AK
Hollow tips flyin' every which way

That's when I Dre in trouble and came with the gauge
I fired the first shot, his body around
He hit the ground and landed upside
Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the
I grabbed two and a blunt that's rolled

You ride like a toward the sun
And life ain't fun when on the run
Got gold and you got your gun
But life as an just begun

Got shotgun by your side
Got horse and you got your pride
You ride 'til ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad always die

You ride a cowboy toward the sun
And ain't fun when you're on the run
Got your and you got your gun
But as an outlaw just begun

Got shotgun by your side
Got horse and you got your pride
You 'til there ain't no place to hide
It's sad 'cause the bad guys die

die
The Wild
The Wild
Ha ha,