I don't need a hook for this one I'm, cuckoo! My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway, show

Makin' their way That's just a little bit more Than the law will allow Just the good ol' boys Never meanin' no harm Beats all you never saw Been in trouble with the law Since the day they was born Staightenin' the curves

We'll be looking for sunlight Or the headlights Till our wide eyes burn blind We'll be lacing the same shoes That we've worn through To the bottom of the line And we know that we're headstrong And our heart's gone And the timing's never right

Oulala, my pretty girl, pretty, pretty girl Hello señorita hey, okay Mírame señorita hey, okay Comédie sur comédie, tout c'qu'on te dit est faux On dit qu'je suis sans cœur, je sais qu'tu t'méfies Je n'suis pas un acteur, ne te fais pas trop de films

Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down I will ease your mind When you're weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all I'm on your side when times get rough And friends just can't be found When you're down and out

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

Now, but I can't And I don't know How we're just two men as God had made us Well, I can't, well, I can Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips again In the middle of a gun fight In the

He drank ole poison whiskey 'Til it killed him dead. Daddy was a Cajun, raised on Southern land And so my kinfolks tell me, was a street-fightin' man. Well, they rushed him down to see the doctor "Hey doctor, won't you check his head?" The only thing

But if I go will you love me? Will you love me until I can Do you know will you want me? Will you want me like that? And if I leave, will it end? Will you need me again? If I go, will you love me? Will you love me when I come back? I could play anything

Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Motherfuckers think they know us) G-g-g-g Guess who's back? D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie! Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, slash Aftermath! Fifty cent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo! Motherfucker!, Benzino!, They don't know we finna' blow!