Mo' Thugs - Ghetto Cowboy lyrics

You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) Tha 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 theres kidnappin But she was wid it so I brought her Done got myself into a whole heap of trouble Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun Outlaw, call him Leather Face Im headed for the west Heard they gotta 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 to get tha whole run down So I continue my mission Its gettin dark so now Im 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 Whoa Nellie! Who in the bushes? Ya betta speak out Or Ima let my shotgun song sing out Who is this? Hope this ain't tha law Drawed out tha bushes with my sawed off shotgun Come on out Right now, Im gettin angry Took a step back cuz it could get dangerous Please don't shoot its just me, Thug Queen, a horse stealer Then why the hell is you hidin in them bushes? Im wanted in four counties For armed robbery k**ed 2 sheriffs, 6 of his best men with my hands Stole 2 horses Thought you was the law Thats why I jumped in tha bushes Goodness Now she was hotter than a barrel of fire But I could use her for the job So I told her to ride C'mon May I ask whatcha headin to the west for? I got a partna Got a plan for some do And if ya down You can pick up yourself a pretty penny Be in town in a minute So be sure if you're wid it We out before the sunrise Gotta style here For your partna to ride Hit tha saloon for the moonshine Down for whateva Lets ride (lets ride) These directions say we to Tucson, Arizona When we arrive Ill cop a place we can bunk Meet my boy in tha mornin For details and hook up You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) Rise and shine Good mornin, Howdy 9 o clock we meet my boy in tha saloon in tha valley Now I done came a long way And I don't wanna be late Time I make em tokens You know we ain't Move Out Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up Move Out Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up Move Out Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up Move Out Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) Im peepin Krayzies wanted poster in tha saloon So I a**ume Itll be trouble round here pretty soon Glance across the room I see this youngsta gettin ready to fire But if he messin tonight I think that Krayzie just might take his life So I approach him and I pause Look man I really don't wanna brawl So wont ya chill before them laws Come messin up this masta plan Since he already rowdy I just asked the man (HEY) You want some work? Well partna put in your bid And by the way now whats your name? They call me Layzie the Kid Tha names Powder P Can I get a 12 guage? Outlawd everyday On the front page Now Mr. Kid If you give me the lowdown Me and Blackjack Be ready for the showdown With 2 double barrels pointed at whateva We stick togetha Im perty cleva So saddle up Jump on the band wagon Cuz its all goin down I heard a guy run in the bar screamin "Krayzie's in town" Now when we get to the saloon You don't worry Wait outside And don't be stealin nobody's damn horses Step inside tha bar Layzie Kid you son of a gun hey man, Im glad you made it safely Now lets go have some fun And heres my partna Powder Hes a young gun Howdy 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 partna Already got tha horses saddled up I hope youre good at robbin banks Like you rustle that cattle up Now yall Its gon be gettin dark real soon I think you're right I say we move C'mon Let's move out Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, Move out Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, Move out Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, Move out Giddy up, giddy up You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy) You better count your money. You better count money (ghetto cowboy) (ghetto cowboy)