Break Da Law 2001 lyrics

* originally appeared on "Funkmaster Flex IV"

Boy, it's about to get real scurry up in here
You got the original Break Da Law's up in here for you hoes
3 6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak n*ggas guard your grills, tuck your chains in your shirts
It's goin' down - BREAK DA LAW n*ggA!

[Hook]'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
[Verse 1: D.J. Paul]
We ain't playing young n*gga
Who the f*ck I said we playin?
We just 'bout to kill yo' ass and it's already planned
Too many bullsh*t n*ggas done, been up in my click
But I spit them boys out, cause they tasting like some sh*t
I admit my click, now, is nothin but Memphis best
But I had to delete a lot clowns in the process
f*ck that sh*t, we keepin them b*tches hot
Cause we making them millions and they hairs ain't in the spot

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Haters mad on the town cause a n*gga got it made
Wanna rock they f*ckin songs
But these junkies ain't gettin paid
Slammin doors, pimpin hoes, while you lemons in a daze
When I step up in the club I be glistenin wit a glaze
I would let you hit this crown, but you b*tches can't behave
I would let you hit this FIRE but you b*tches smokin safe
Better catch up with yo kind, cause you tip me from your grave
When a n*gga catch you slippin it's that beam in yo' face

[Hook]'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
[Verse 3: Crunchy Black]
See I could hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a n*gga fast
I'm kicking in some doors, I'm puttin a n*gga on his ass
And if he talkin trash, I put him in a bag
A body-f*cking-bag, man, I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a stick-and move, I body-body bruise
I break the f*ckin law and I ain't playin with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me use my tool
I lock and f*ckin load and let that motherf*cker loose (Blaow!)

[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
I know this n*gga who got punked out after every class
He was a b*tch in school and now he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think he super bad
Man f*ck your vest you still get laid to rest under the grass
I do not give a f*ck because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin sir you f*ckin wit a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protective
They bangin' pus*y in projects
Some n*ggas pay him off to sell they dope around his set

[Hook]'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
[Verse 5: Project Pat]
Breakin laws, Glock in draws, whip it 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'ma leave you b*tches dead, cut a sunroof in your head
You get stomped in yo mug, when I shoot, then I peel out
Right before dat happen I'mma tear yo f*ckin grill out
Beat you b*tches down 'til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain't no f*ckin love
And one of y'all n*ggas wanna get some I got some
Blow they f*ckin ass off, double barrel shotgun
Don't be comin my way bodys stank like moth balls
Swing a iron bat to yo head like a golf ball
Ride up on yo ass then I let the luga sweep
I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street
It's da Project n*gga roll, ready mane to kill a ho
Put the thang to you head squeeze the trigger let it BLOWWW!

[Hook]'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'