Verse 1
dre : all you see is the sun , reflecting off of the gun , i'm ready for this showdown , to go down at 1 , sweat on my brow , lets settle it now , i'ma show you how real cowboys get down , im polishin' gold , waitin' for this drama ta unfold , i got a blunt rolled , feelin bold , gangsta's blood run cold , its time to reload the soul 45 cold , the winds gusty , top muddy and dusty , busta couple shots ta make sho i'm not rusty , it's past noon he should be here soon , sip a little moonshine outside a saloon , all the sudden i can hear the sound a hooves , sounds like a thousand wolves , i cock back , toastin 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'ma put thirty inside em' and leave early , just when i went to fill it with hot lead , i put the gun to his head and this is what he said
Slim : you neva met me? you'll probably neva 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 tellin' the truth , i got a price on my head too
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Cowboy : (cuz we) ride like a cowboy towards the sun , life ain't fun when you're on the run , gotcha gold and you gotcha gun , life as an outlaw's just begun , gotcha shotgun by you're side , gotcha horse and you gotcha pride , you ride til' they're ain't no place to hide , it's sad cuz the bad guys always die
verse 2
Dre : he was cheatin , seen by the look on his face , he said take ten paces , shit , i took eight , i spun around and aimed straight for the brain , my shit went bang but it only fired a blank he said (shady: you need bullets , hurry up run) i put a clip in the gun and pointed at his lungs , we pulled two at the same time and stood stunned
Slim : go ahead , shoot me , but i'm not the one you want
Dre : i figgered he was tellin the truth thats why i didnt shoot him , see what we gonna do , it's on you
Slim : do you recall when you and snoop was a group ? (dre: the chronic) well all we gotta do is find the map to part two , plus i kno whos got it (dre:who?) some old dude , hes got twenty-six plaques and he already sold two
Dre : loaded up my saddle , got ready for battle , pinned two pieces of gold inside a my satchel , we rode two miles until we hit the spot , an old ghost town that everybody forgot , a place where they used to smoke chronic alot , slim grabbed the shotgun
Slim : dre here's the plot , this is the spot , they call him doc loveless ,he's goin around sayin he took the game from us (dre:let's shoot him in his kneecaps he'll neva see it comin) he aint got no legs they cut him off at the stomach , hes got mechanical legs , he spits webs , plus he's well respected by the hip-hop heads , our mission is to get him to stop layin eggs , and we can put him on his back down a flight of steps
Dre : i drew two guns spun round my fingers , kicked the swingin doors in started gun slingin , i could hear somebody singin , sounded like a g thing , an a verse that from keep they're heads ringin , i said a strange day and started to spray , it's eighteen-hunded he pulls an ak , hollow tips started flyin every which way
Slim : thats 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
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