[00:22.44]Josey Wales was known for robbin trains and things
[00:25.08]layin everybody down for diamond rings and chains
[00:27.37]It remains the same in the year you live in, see
[00:29.50]Cos if I pull out some heat, nigga, you'll go kick in
[00:33.13]And that's just the rules set by the fool from the ol' school
[00:37.27]When it's time to duel, you get two men
[00:38.10]Two heaters, one street, one clock
[00:41.20]and when it strike twelve one of y'all gon' drop
[00:43.78]If you're quick on the draw you're gon' see the morgue
[00:45.63]but if you're too slow
[00:47.17]I catch you on the downlow (Oh no)
[00:48.39]Oh no, you mean The Kid, shit's real
[00:52.31]I ain't no John Wayne, these niggas gangbang
[00:53.79]The Four Horsemen, that's the click I'm wit
[00:55.71]You mean the little bitty niggas with the itchy trigger fingers
[00:58.45]Yeah, we're on a mission ta Kansas, slippin thru Texas
[01:01.60]We stopped at Bonanza to get us some hot cakes
[01:04.58]bacon and eggs, and then we slip in the whorehouse to get us some leg
[01:07.12]Hop back on the horses, enforcers of courses
[01:08.49]The niggas in black, the fearless Four Horsemen
[01:15.36]Searchin for this location on the map
[01:18.11]The gold rush, baby, got ta have it (I gots ta have it)
[01:22.72]It feels just like it's 1865
[01:24.56]and a trigger look-a-day is how I ride
[01:25.79]On and on and on it's more strange
[01:27.83]Time to heat, shootin range
[01:29.36]Quick with the heat on their hip
[01:30.96]Young Jesse James come to test your aim
[01:33.29]I seen you at th e Wild Horny Corral
[01:35.02]I hearda ya name
[01:37.63]Tha forcify, nigga you ain't never lie
[01:39.50]Besides I'm in the mood so at high noon we ride
[01:41.94]From coast to coast, niggas mash on every stage coach
[01:43.88]My disciples with rifles lethal in whole posts
[01:47.85]The off-the-rocker roller coaster
[01:49.73]On a six-shooter holster
[01:50.80]with DPG on every Wanted poster
[01:52.01]Let me think about which bank to gank
[01:53.53]which fellow ta shoot and which teller to shank
[01:57.04]I want all the shit you got in stacks
[01:59.12]attached to this skirt in the corner
[02:02.19]The Dogg in me feels for the lust
[02:05.28]but the hogg in me makes me wanna bust
[02:07.61]Back to the drawin down board
[02:08.29]so I snatched the bitch in the back
[02:09.95]Nowadays we drawn down more
[02:12.50]To survive thru all the round wards
[02:15.61]Battle up or saddle up and shake the scene
[02:16.61]or get'cha pockets shaken, clean the slugs in ya spleen
[02:18.48]I can't help it, I'm heartless, ya can't hack it
[02:21.01]With my six-shooters on my hips and dusty jacket
[02:23.32]Like that cock back
[02:25.70]quick to pull my strap
[02:27.13]Just to put the Horsemen on the map
[02:42.18]Born is Doggystyle, individual, James got the hots
[02:43.84]I got the six shots for all the plans and plots
[02:45.85]I gots lots o' cash stashed in money bags
[02:47.72]Worthy workers for all the Russian blabbermouths and gags
[02:49.83]I got stacks so my stacks excell
[02:52.25]Hop in the coach wit my twelve Clydesdales and bells
[02:55.04]I'm on the move, smooth, to my decoy horse
[02:57.02]A 30-30 on my side to shoot a nigga o' course
[03:00.28]It ain't no stoppin young Josey
[03:02.24]Box all the nosey
[03:04.22]Headed to the saloon with my platoon where all the hos be
[03:06.34]Left a dusty trail, bailed in swell
[03:08.62]Gold spurs on the Gators, set back the clientele
[03:10.82]Oh well, for the recop I drop my bet
[03:13.51]Divide between my homies and ride the sunset
[03:16.67]Two sacks o' money from the train heist
[03:19.70]They ain't even counted it up
[03:20.95]just mounted it up
[03:22.27]Rode west toward the coaster, six-shooters in the holster
[03:24.98]Pass thru a run-down town whose walls hold my poster
[03:27.25]Closer I get ta death which is every second makes me sweat
[03:30.69]so I gotta have what I can get
[03:32.33]Heard word about the gold rush and headed West
[03:34.85]on my white horsey with three straps in my napsack
[03:37.58]Giddy up, the next town I rode thru
[03:40.21]I had to threaten to blow their city up
[03:43.21]Undebts with Chief Black, caught five miles west
[03:45.63]sell us some beads and hail us some weed
[03:47.68]He offered me a toke
[03:50.19]he didn't have a 20 he had they beads-pipe smoke
[03:51.85]I almost choked
[03:53.49]Break him for the get, right, I'm off into the sunset
[03:55.25]tryin ta reach my destiny fast
[03:58.31]It's these two bags o' cash
[04:00.36]44's cocked I ain't makin no mo' stops
[04:01.90]till I hit the spot, I made it twelve on the dot
[04:03.61]I slid off my boots, counted my loot
[04:06.57]Five minutes after the strike of midnight
[04:10.87]I counted 200 Gs, I cocked my strap and slept tight
[04:13.59](At the gold rush, at the gold rush
[04:14.14]at the gold rush, at the gold rush
[04:15.76]at the, at the, at the)