Lirik Lagu Break Da Law '95 - Three 6 Mafia
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ChorusBreak da law break da law...
(DJ Paul)Nigga recognize them Triple 6 shitIt's so fuckin' thickWe gotta lay it downWe gotta sprayWe gotta break ya bitchComin' up stays on my mindSo we gotta drop a bustaA playa hatin' nigga or a crooked copRun upIf ya wannaIt aint no thang I put my gun upMidnight to sun upStill break you manne in that MTha M TownNiggas get buck Non stopfuck off and learn the real meanin of a plastic GlockG Gotta touch 'em gotta grab 'em cuz I think hes bailinL Lay 'em down no remorse come with me to hellO Overnight we be rich when we tell the trickC Catch ya slippin' he's so soft do a man quickK Killas on my payroll I gotta stay straight19 If us fear from work there's no need to tradeTha Three 6 Mafia real niggas knowSlaw in Memphis TennesseeWe down to break da law bitch..
ChorusBreak da law, break da law...Comin up from the back buckin' niggas downComin comin up from the back buckin' niggas downComin up from the back buckin' niggas downCause when you duck we hit you with the bat
(DJ Paul)Pass me tha Glock so I can get buckA mean frown stay on my face cuz I dont give a fuckLoced out afroAnd a big Fila coat14 carat goldSmile and a bone around my throatGlock 19 is tucked nicely down my fruit of the loomsFor them niggas that trick it inIm stickin' up them tracks they boomShakin' like a mothafucka when I lock you down tightIn tha Chevy trunk with nothin' but next to dig for yo lifeFool it ain't no game you gotta die the devil sent meSix in yo chest who's next?No niceness in meTha killas up in my crew they take no shitNiggas you better runWe bout it bitchNo nigga dont play[We roll with automatic guns]Step up with the hoe shitNigga we gotta close shop[Juice on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you hoes to rott]Big cam with a punkMalekie with a attitudeSmith & Wesson in his handBlowed tha bitch out his shoesBreak da law
Chorus
(Juicy "J")*repeat x4*Southside Northside Westside Eastside
Get buck mothafucka Get Buck...
(DJ Paul)Nigga recognize them Triple 6 shitIt's so fuckin' thickWe gotta lay it downWe gotta sprayWe gotta break ya bitchComin' up stays on my mindSo we gotta drop a bustaA playa hatin' nigga or a crooked copRun upIf ya wannaIt aint no thang I put my gun upMidnight to sun upStill break you manne in that MTha M TownNiggas get buck Non stopfuck off and learn the real meanin of a plastic GlockG Gotta touch 'em gotta grab 'em cuz I think hes bailinL Lay 'em down no remorse come with me to hellO Overnight we be rich when we tell the trickC Catch ya slippin' he's so soft do a man quickK Killas on my payroll I gotta stay straight19 If us fear from work there's no need to tradeTha Three 6 Mafia real niggas knowSlaw in Memphis TennesseeWe down to break da law bitch..
ChorusBreak da law, break da law...Comin up from the back buckin' niggas downComin comin up from the back buckin' niggas downComin up from the back buckin' niggas downCause when you duck we hit you with the bat
(DJ Paul)Pass me tha Glock so I can get buckA mean frown stay on my face cuz I dont give a fuckLoced out afroAnd a big Fila coat14 carat goldSmile and a bone around my throatGlock 19 is tucked nicely down my fruit of the loomsFor them niggas that trick it inIm stickin' up them tracks they boomShakin' like a mothafucka when I lock you down tightIn tha Chevy trunk with nothin' but next to dig for yo lifeFool it ain't no game you gotta die the devil sent meSix in yo chest who's next?No niceness in meTha killas up in my crew they take no shitNiggas you better runWe bout it bitchNo nigga dont play[We roll with automatic guns]Step up with the hoe shitNigga we gotta close shop[Juice on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you hoes to rott]Big cam with a punkMalekie with a attitudeSmith & Wesson in his handBlowed tha bitch out his shoesBreak da law
Chorus
(Juicy "J")*repeat x4*Southside Northside Westside Eastside
Get buck mothafucka Get Buck...
