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 (we ain't playin)

Break the law (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 fuck is say we playin

We just bout to kill yo ass, and it's 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

Fuck 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 fuckin 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 can't 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 it's the beem in yo face

see I can hita hita sticka sticka get a nigga fast

Im kickin in some doors put a nigga on his ass

And if he's talkin trash I'll put him in a bag

A body fuckin bag man I shoulda wore a mask

I stickin stickin move a body body bruise

I break the fuckin law and I ain't playin with ya fool

You got an attitude now watch me use my tool

I lock and fuckin load and let the mothafucka loose (blood)

I know this nigga who got punked out after every class

He was a bitch in school and now he told a gun and badge

Put on a uniform and now he think he's super bad

Man fuck you bitch you still can lay the rest under the grass

I do not give a fuck because you are a officer, I'll put you in a cofin sir you

Fuckin with a slaughterer

Bitch the police don't serve protect they buyin pussy

And projects some niggas pay em off to sell their dope around the city

Breakin laws glockin jaws rip in out and take a taste

You can smell my fuckin nuts while this tone is in yo face

Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke

Im 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 fuckin grill out

Bitch your business down till your covered in your own blood

Shoot a couple a rounds momma house ain't no fuckin love

Anyone ya niggaz wanna get some I got some

Blow they fuckin ass off double barrelled 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

Im the judge and the jury when I see you in the street

Its the project nigga row ready man to kill a ho

Put the thang to yo head squeez the trigga let it blow