Break Da Law 2001 lyrics
by Three 6 Mafia
Boy, it's 'bout to get real scary up in here
You got the original break the laws up in here for you hoes
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat, weak n*ggas guard your grills
Tuck your chains in your shirts, it's goin' down break the law n*gga
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 n*gga, who the f*ck is say we playin'
We just bout to kill yo ass and its already planned
To many bullsh*t n*ggas done been off in my click
But I spit them boys out cause they tastin' like some sh*t
I admit my click now is nothin' but Memphis best
But I had to delete a lot of clowns in the process
f*ck that sh*t we keepin' the b*tches hot
'Cause we makin' the millions and they hands ain't in this spot
Haters mad on the town 'cause the n*ggas got it made
Wanna rap their f*ckin' 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 b*tches can't behave
I would let you hit this fire but you b*tches smokin' sage
Better catch up with your clan 'cause you took me from your grave
When a n*gga 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 n*gga fast
I'm kickin' in some doors put a n*gga on his ass
And if he's talkin' trash I'll put him in a bag
A body f*ckin' bag man I shoulda wore a mask
I stickin' stickin' move a body body bruise
I break the f*ckin' law and I ain't playin' with ya fool
You got an attitude now watch me use my tool
I lock and f*ckin' load and let the mothaf*cka loose
(Blood)
I know this n*gga who got punked out after every class
He was a b*tch in school and now he told a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think he's super bad
Man f*ck you b*tch you still can lay the rest under the grass
I do not give a f*ck because you are a officer
I'll put you in a coffin sir you f*ckin' with a slaughterer
b*tch the police don't serve protect they buyin' pus*y
And projects some n*ggas 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*ckin' nuts while this tone is in yo face
Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
I'm a leave you b*tches 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*ckin' grill out
b*tch your business down till your covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple a rounds momma house ain't no f*ckin' love
Anyone ya n*ggas wanna get some I got some
Blow they f*ckin' ass 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 ass then I let the luger speak
I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street
It's the project n*gga 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')