| Lyrics: | (Snoop Dogg)
Josey Wales was known for robbin trains and things
layin everybody down
for diamond rings and chains
It remains the same in the year you live in, see
Cos if I pull
out some heat, nigga, you'll go kick in
And that's just the rules set by the fool from the ol'
school
When it's time to duel, you get two men
Two heaters, one street, one clock
and
when it strike twelve one of y'all gon' drop
If you're quick on the draw you're gon' see the
morgue
but if you're too slow
I catch you on the downlow (Oh no)
Oh no, you mean The
Kid, shit's real
I ain't no John Wayne, these niggas gangbang
The Four Horsemen, that's the
click I'm wit
You mean the little bitty niggas with the itchy trigger fingers
Yeah, we're on
a mission ta Kansas, slippin thru Texas
We stopped at Bonanza to get us some hot cakes
bacon
and eggs, and then we slip in the whorehouse to get us some leg
Hop back on the horses,
enforcers of courses
The niggas in black, the fearless Four Horsemen
Searchin for this
location on the map
The gold rush, baby, got ta have it (I gots ta have it)
It feels just
like it's 1865
and a trigger look-a-day is how I ride
(Kurupt)
On and on and
on it's more strange
Time to heat, shootin range
Quick with the heat on their hip
Young
Jesse James come to test your aim
I seen you at th e Wild Horny Corral
I hearda ya
name
Tha forcify, nigga you ain't never lie
Besides I'm in the mood so at high noon we
ride
From coast to coast, niggas mash on every stage coach
My disciples with rifles lethal
in whole posts
The off-the-rocker roller coaster
On a six-shooter holster
with DPG on
every Wanted poster
Let me think about which |
