Luyện nghe bài hát Break Da Law 2001

Boy, it's 'bout to get scary up in here
You got the break the laws up in here for you hos
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat, weak guard your grills
Tuck your chains in your shirts, it's goin' down the law nigga

Break the law, the law
(We ain't playin', we playin')
the law
(We playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin')

Break the law, the law
(We playin', we ain't playin')
the law
(We ain't playin', we playin', we ain't playin')

the law, break the law
(We ain't playin', we playin')
the law
(We ain't playin', we playin', we ain't playin')

the law, break the law
(We ain't playin', we playin')
the law
(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we playin')

We ain't playin' nigga, who the fuck is say we playin'
We just bout to yo ass and its already planned
To bullshit niggaz done been off in my click
But I spit them boys out cause they tastin' like shit

I admit my click now is nothin' but Memphis
But I had to delete a lot of clowns in the
Fuck that shit we keepin' the hot
we makin' the millions and they hands ain't in this spot

Haters mad on the town 'cause the got it made
rap their fuckin' songs but these junkies ain't get paid
Slammin' do's ho's while ya limmiz in a daze
Wanna step up in the club I'll be glistlin' a glaze

I would let ya hit this crown but you bitches behave
I would let you hit this fire but you smokin' sage
catch up with your clan 'cause you took me from your grave
When a nigga catch ya slippin' its the beem in yo

the law, break the law
(We playin', we ain't playin')
the law
(We playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin')

See I can hita hita sticka get a nigga fast
I'm in some doors put a nigga on his ass
And if hes talkin' I'll put him in a bag
A body fuckin' bag man I shoulda wore a

I stickin' stickin' move a body bruise
I the fuckin' law and I ain't playin' with ya fool
You got an now watch me use my tool
I lock and fuckin' and let the mothafucka loose
(Blood)

I know this nigga who got out after every class
He was a bitch in school and now he told a gun and
Put on a and now he think hes super bad
Man you bitch you still can lay the rest under the grass

I do not give a fuck you are a officer
put you in a coffin sir you fuckin' with a slaughterer
Bitch the police don't serve protect they buyin'
And some niggas pay 'em off to sell their dope around the city

Break the law, the law
(We ain't playin', we playin')
the law
(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we playin')

Breakin' laws glockin' rip in out and take a taste
You can smell my fuckin' while this tone is in yo face
Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some
I'm a you bitches dead cut a sunroof in yo head

Do stuff and get mugged when I shoot then I peel out
But before that happen I'm a tear fuckin' grill out
Bitch your business down till covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple a rounds momma house ain't no love

Anyone ya niggaz get some I got some
Blow they fuckin' ass off barreled shotgun
Don't be comin' my way, bodies stank moth balls
Swing an iron bat to head like a golf ball

up on your ass then I let the luger speak
I'm the judge and the jury I see you in the street
the project nigga row ready man to kill a ho
Put the to yo head squeeze the trigga let it blow

Break the law, the law
(We playin', we ain't playin')
the law
(We ain't playin', we playin', we ain't playin')