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Bad Guys Always Die

Bad Guys Always Die

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Artist: Dr. Dre

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The wild, Gotham The Wild West Ha ha, ride All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun Ready for the showdown, that go down at one Sweat on my brow, let's settle it now I'mma show you how real cowboys get down I'm polishing gold, waiting for this drama to unfold I got a blunt rolled Feeling bold, gangsters blood runs cold It's time to reload this old .45 colt The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy and dusty Bust a couple shots, make sure I'm not rusty It's passed noon, he should be here soon Sip a little moonshine inside a saloon All of a sudden I can hear the sound of hooves Sounds like a thousand wolves I cock back, put the toast in the holster and froze I pose like a poster, he's closer than close I hold the heat sturdy, I heard he fights dirty But I'mma put thirty inside him and leave early And just when I went to fill him with hot lead I put the gun to his head, and this is what he said You never met me, and you'll probably never see me again But I know you - the name's Slim - you want revenge? Then don't shoot, I'm in the same boots as you I'm telling the truth, I got a price on my head too, 'cause when you- You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun The life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride till there ain't no place to hide It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die He was "Shady", I seen by the look on his face He said take ten paces shit I took eight Spun around and I aimed straight for the brain My shit went bang but it only fired a blank, he said You need bullets, hurry up run! I put a clip in the gun, and pointed at his lungs We both drew at the same time and stood stunned Go ahead, shoot me, but I'm not the one you want I figured he was telling the truth, that's why I didn't shoot So what we gon' do? it's on you Do you recall when you and Snoop was a group? The Chronic Well all we gotta do is find a map to part two And plus I know who's got it Who? Some old dude, he's got 26 plaques and he already sold two Loaded up my saddle, got ready for battle Hid two pieces of gold inside of my satchel We rolled two miles until we hit the spot An old ghost town that everybody forgot A place where they used to smoke chronic a lot Slim grabbed the shotgun "Dre here's the plot This is the spot, they call him Doc Loveless He's going around saying he took the game from us" Let's shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin' But he ain't got no legs, they cut them off at the stomach He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs Plus he's well-respected by the hip-hop heads Our mission is to get him to stop laying eggs And we can put him on his back down a flight of steps I drew two guns, spun them on my fingers Kicked the swinging doors in, started gun slinging I could hear somebody singing It sounded like a "G Thang" and a verse from "Keep Their Heads Ringin'" I said "It's Dre's Day", and started to spray It's 1800, he pulls an AK Hollow tips started flyin every which way That's when I seen Dre in trouble and came with the gauge I fired the first shot, spun his body around He hit the ground and landed upside down Dre grabbed the map, the plaques and the gold I grabbed two girlies and a blunt that's rolled You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun The life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride till there ain't no place to hide It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die You ride like a cowboy toward the sun And life ain't fun, when you're on the run Got your gold and you got your gun The life as an outlaw just begun Got your shotgun by your side Got your horse and you got your pride You ride till there ain't no place to hide It's sad 'cause the bad guys always die The wild, Gotham The Wild West Ha ha, ride Ha

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