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Ghetto Cowboy
Miscellaneous
Mo Thugs Family
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Ghetto Cowboy - Mo Thugs Family
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(Horses galloping. Horses neighing.)
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
You better count your money.
With Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
The name is Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone, wanted up north for all the gold that I stole, along with some cash, even took the mayorâs daughter. Now, that thereâs kidnappin? but she was with it, so I brought her. Then, got myself into a whole heap of trouble, double-crossed by the law, so thereâs nobody to run to: yeah, itâs just me and my sawed-off shotgun. Outlaw--call him Leather Face. Iâm headed for the West, heard they got a couple banks in town that ainât been held up yet. Well, uh, I oughta make it by sundown. I figure thatâs enough time for me to get the whole rundown. So, I continue my mission. Itâs gettin?dark, so Iâm 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. (Horse neigh.) âWhoa, Nellie! Who in the bushes? You better speak out or Iâm a let my shotgun song sing out.?
Thug Queen, âthe horse stealer?
Who is this? I hope this ainât the law. Jump out the bushes with my sawed-off shotgun.
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âCâmon out, right now. Iâm gettin?angry.?Took a step back, âcause it could get dangerous.
Thug Queen, âthe horse stealer?
âPlease donât shoot. Itâs just me, Thug Queen, the horse-stealer.?
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âThen, why the hell is you hidin?in them bushes??
Thug Queen, âthe horse stealer?
âIâm wanted in four counties for armed robbery, killed to two sheriffs, six of his best men with my hand, stole two horses. Thought you was the law, thatâs why I jumped in the bushes.?
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âGoodness.?Now, she was hotter than the barrel on fire, but I could use her for the job, so I told her to ride. âCâmon.?
Thug Queen, âthe horse stealer?
âMay I ask you what you headed to the West for??
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âI got a partner, got a plan for some dough, and if youâre down, you can pick up yourself a pretty penny. âBe in town in a minute, now be sure if youâre with it.?
Thug Queen, âthe horse stealer?
âWe out before the sun rise, gotta stallion for your partner to ride.?Hit the saloon for the moonshine. Down for whatever, letâs ride, letâs ride.
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âThese directions say we go to Tucson, Arizona. When we arrive, weâll cop a place we can bunk, and meet my boy in the mornin?for details and hook-up.?
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
You better count your money.
Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.
(Rooster crowing.)
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âRise and shine! Good mornin? Howdy. Nine oâclock we meet my boy in the saloon in the valley. Now, I done came a long way, and I donât wanna be late.?
Thug Queen, âthe horse stealer?
âTell him I make ya (?) âcause you know we ainât.?
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âMove out! Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup.?(Whip cracks, horses neigh.)
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
You better count your money.
Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.
Layzie âthe Kid?
Iâm peepin?Krayzieâs wanted poster in the saloon, so I assume itâll be trouble around here pretty soon. Glance across the room: I see this youngster getting ready to fight, but if he mess up the night, I think that Krayzie just might take his life. So, I approach him, and I pause. âLook, man, I really donât wanna brawl, but wonât you chill before them laws come messin?up this masterplan??Since he already rowdy, I just asked the man: âHey, you want some work? Well, partner, put in your bid, and by the way, now whatâs your name? They call me Layzie the Kid.?
Powder P:
âThe nameâs Powder P, can I get a twelve gauge? Outlaw--everyday on the front page. Mister Kid, if you give me the lowdown, me and Black Jack be ready for the showdown with two double-barrels pointed at whatever. Weâll stick together. Iâm purty clever.?
Layzie âthe Kid?
âSo saddle up, jump on the bandwagon, because itâs all goin?down.?I heard a guy run in the bar screamin? âKrayzieâs in town!?
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âNow when we get to the saloon, you donât worry. Wait outside, and donât be stealin?nobodyâs damn horses!?Step inside the bar. âLay the Kid, you son of a gun!?
Layzie âthe Kid?
âHey, man, Iâm glad you made it safely. Now letâs go have some fun. And this my partner Powder, heâs a young gun.?
Powder P:
âHowdy.?
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âMighty 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.?
Thug Queen, âthe horse stealer?
âHowdy, partner, already got the horses saddled up.?
Layzie âthe Kid?
âI hope you good at robbin?banks like you rustle that cattle up.?
Powder P:
âNow, yâall, itâs gon?be gettin?dark real soon.?
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
âI think youâre right, I say we move. Câmon, letâs move out!
Giddyup, giddyup, giddyup. Move out!?(Whip cracks, horses neigh.)
Krayzie âBig Bad Ass?Bone:
You better count your money.
Felicia:
Ghetto cowboy.
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