Chords for The Fugees - Cowboys

[G] _ Get us the coaches.
_ Get us the coaches.
This happens on the block every day.
Hey Mike, get your guns and meet me in the back right now.
Ole hee.
Everyone wants to be a cowboy.
Grab your guns boys.
Ole _ hee.
45 by my side do he live. _
Say.
Say say say say say say say.
You shot your bullet but the bullet went right.
Desperado.
You a Baruch boy.
I pull out my gun and plug two like Trugoy.
[D] Wyclef.
Yo this is how the west was won.
Armado.
A [E] true [G] desperado.
Rappers wanna be actors so they play the Jess James collar call.
And get they bones?
Fraction.
You ain't got no guns you off to the precinct.
Inside tough guys are feminine like Sheena Easton.
You my Christ.
My Christ son still died.
Thrown off the building like a poor guy.
Caved in a grave cause you didn't know how to behave.
Playing cowboy tonight.
Sleep with the slaves.
Selling bottles in the [D] alley.
On some villain shit.
[G] Wearing a mask like Jim Carrey.
With a gatcock sticking up the [Ab] crackpot.
Pace one dies [G] with both eyes on the jackpot.
The town that I'm from beggars eat cat [D] chowder.
Sundance kid [G] is your everyday perk snatcher.
If you see him coming you better start [Bb] running like a terrorist.
[G] I guarantee you he'll be coming.
Dynamite.
Dynamite.
Clap I got the cash.
Let's skip town like Harlem nights.
Ole he.
Everyone wants to be a cowboy.
Grab your gun boys.
Ole he.
What he thought by my side do he live?
We make music since stagecoach.
Rod Digger likes [Ab] cirrhosis.
If anyone [G] approaches we like notions.
Buenos then I compose a poem for the many gunslingers.
R&B singers.
Perpetrating guns with [D] two fingers.
My style is perhaps one of the foulest.
I inhale large clouds of smoke through my chalice.
Bucking that thot.
And write rhymes for [Ab] hours.
The ghetto misty [Dm] drinking [G] whiskey sour.
This scenario can't no other niggas in the barrier.
From north to Ontario.
Tell us when we in stereo.
Cause me and Rasha you rock the battles.
It's a parry you're no talent cause you're blazing in your saddle.
Watch these rap bitches get all up in your [Ab] pockets.
Then bounce with [G] accountants that give me good socks tips.
Props and sucks.
Niggas through the roof burning niggas like I'm lying.
And for all your head feeders.
The lead eaters.
The [Dm] cheaters soon to be retreaters.
While my [A] macetas carry real [G] heaters.
I rock the Nubian.
L rocks the Nubian twist.
9-6 motherfuckers can't exist.
Ole hee hee.
Everyone [Ab] wants to be a cowboy.
[G] Grab your gun boys.
Ole hee hee.
What do you find by my side?
Yeah. _
When the outs hooked up with the refugees.
And [D] be more niggas than the [G] NAACP.
Coming up on weed of all [Ab] types.
Smoking homegrown [G] out tobacco pipes.
When the cold.
_ [Ab] Low in [G] the cold.
I can take your sunshine.
Piss in your wine.
Steal your contraband.
Walk away with your gold mine.
So ooh ah.
Mama [D] say [G] mama saw.
Mama my cousin.
Fuck the shit if I shot John Wayne.
Push him off the runaway train.
And the movie shamed.
Me and that kid I don't what's his name.
[D] That would be me.
[G] Young Z from no brain.
Smoking pure from that whole food store.
[D] While my whore slap [G] cops like Zaza.
Fuck what else is like them Islam brothers.
[Fm] We march through your hood with a million [G]
motherfuckers.
So let's get high off the Fuji lock.
[D] When the East is in the house [G] like Aunt Vaseh.
When [D] pandemonium strikes.
And midnight hits.
When moon splits off.
Niggas in the lulit ticks on some absurd [G] shit.
You talk back.
Hustling crack don't make you bigger.
[D] Niggas who take your [G] measurements quick don't make it quicker.
Sticking [D] sluts with vigor.
City streets hot like liquor.
21 guns salute.
[Dm] Issuing niggas from the roofing.
Got nerve to mouth about it.
And the way you claim you moving.
[Ab] Your whole style is loose and [G] we gon' sew it like it's cotton.
You feel or recognize it.
Everybody could get gotten.
[Fm] The bounty on your head [G] says you dead by mañana.
Pop babies whispering that there's a body drop behind the lot.
These blew up.
Finding like a whole block.
We been to the East side of town.
Now it's never till we own [D] it.
Gun play is regular.
[G] Front page is the bonus.
Life will keep existing as I'm shitting on opponents.
[D] Life will keep existing as I'm shitting on opponents.
[G] Oleh.
_ Everyone [Ab] wants to be a cowboy.
[G] Grab your gun book.
[Dm] Oleh.
[G] What you got [Ab] by my side do you live?
[G] _ _
Cowboys together.
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