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  2. Break Da Law 2001
2009-05-24

Break Da Law 2001

Boy, it's 'bout to get real scary up in here You got the original break the laws up in here for you hos Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat, weak niggaz guard your grills Tuck your chains in your shirts, it's goin' down break the law nigga Break the law, break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law, break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law, break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law, break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') We ain't playin' young nigga, who the f**k is say we playin' We just bout to kill yo a*s and its already planned To many bullshit niggaz done been off in my click But I spit them boys out cause they tastin' like some shit I admit my click now is nothin' but Memphis best But I had to delete a lot of clowns in the process f**k that shit we keepin' the bitches hot 'Cause we makin' the millions and they hands ain't in this spot Haters mad on the town 'cause the niggaz got it made Wanna rap their f**kin' songs but these junkies ain't get paid Slammin' do's pimpin' ho's while ya limmiz in a daze Wanna step up in the club I'll be glistlin' with a glaze I would let ya hit this crown but you bitches cant behave I would let you hit this fire but you bitches smokin' sage Better catch up with your clan 'cause you took me from your grave When a nigga catch ya slippin' its the beem in yo face Break the law, break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') See I can hita hita sticka sticka get a nigga fast I'm kickin' in some doors put a nigga on his a*s And if hes talkin' trash I'll put him in a bag A body f**kin' bag man I shoulda wore a mask I stickin' stickin' move a body body bruise I break the f**kin' law and I ain't playin' with ya fool You got an attitude now watch me use my tool I lock and f**kin' load and let the mothaf**ka loose (Blood) I know this nigga who got punked out after every cla*s He was a bitch in school and now he told a gun and badge Put on a uniform and now he think hes super bad Man f**k you bitch you still can lay the rest under the gra*s I do not give a f**k because you are a officer I'll put you in a coffin sir you f**kin' with a slaughterer Bitch the police don't serve protect they buyin' pus*y And projects some niggas pay 'em off to sell their dope around the city Break the law, break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') Breakin' laws glockin' jaws rip in out and take a taste You can smell my f**kin' nuts while this tone is in yo face Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke I'm a leave you bitches dead cut a sunroof in yo head Do your stuff and get mugged when I shoot then I peel out But before that happen I'm a tear your f**kin' grill out Bitch your business down till your covered in your own blood Shoot a couple a rounds momma house ain't no f**kin' love Anyone ya niggaz wanna get some I got some Blow they f**kin' a*s off double barreled shotgun Don't be comin' my way, bodies stank like moth balls Swing an iron bat to your head like a golf ball Ride up on your a*s then I let the luger speak I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street It's the project nigga row ready man to kill a ho Put the thang to yo head squeeze the trigga let it blow Break the law, break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin') Break the law (We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin')