boom frag alle deine freunde ich bin immer noch der chef immer noch der typ der dich den Bordstein fressen lasst ich hab immer noch das ghetto in der
: [Intro] [Cowboy] I reckon you ain't familiar with these here parts You know, there's a story behind that there saloon Twenty years ago, two outlaws
runs away, lives to fight, ohhhhh Or he'll fight, one more day, one monkey don't stop a show [Pras Michel] Aiyyo the ghetto's red hot, hotter than the
you gave me way back Before it was cool and they took it to school Here in the ghetto The ghetto of my mind Y aqui, the ghetto The ghetto of my mind
one knows how low we'll go (Hold on) Take a ride on a broken train (Hold on) Take a ride on a broken train Shining like crystal tiaras Ghettos and
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
tryin' to know ya, I'm just curious Is it really all good? You serious (I'm serious) If it is, then I gotta jump on it, ride it, ghetto cowboy Surprise
I'm ever forced to bring the action/ ima ride down i'm pistol packin we can definetly get it crackin Old fashioned like the wild west Ghetto Cowboy
simmer, my man And stay shoutin out the home team wherever I am: it's the B-R-O double akh-K-L-wY-liN out The cowboys who don't fret to pull they lamas
wait, I'm supplyin' My crew pop, they iron from HTM to the peaks of Mount Zion I'm ready for the showdown Mention my name, cowboy, watch it go down
Don't even move a muscle Clap at ya feet, blast ya boot buckle Cowboy style, dance bitch, do the hustle Let me see you sweat Follow the leader through
the hood Put powder in water an' cooked it, they never would A white boy did it, showed niggaz how to get it The rich man's high got the ghetto addicted
to the cops and you see him on the block (BRAGGA BRAP COPPA A GO FIRE NON STOP) Now you in front of the judge!!!! (Two years a cowboy lost time, dem
t see how you can dawg me out Make me out, take me out Deep south, my hood got more slack Than eighty-eight cowboys ridin' on horse back Top that! the
up, doo-doo stain bitches) Yo, yo, uh-huh, yo Yo save John Bennett, trauma John Bell Lace stay in my equality, mic oddessey Judy Plum, ghetto tag on
doin' (Thugs) Gonna go platinum outta the box the tracks out, the raps out And nigga don't act shocked You fuckin' with Kray, leatherface sawed off slim Ghetto cowboy