Luyện nghe bài hát Break Da Law 2001 - Project Pat/Three 6 Mafia

* appeared on "Funkmaster Flex IV"

Boy, t's to get real scurry up in here
You got the original Break Da up in here for you hoes
6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak niggas guard your grills, tuck your in your shirts
It's goin down - DA LAW NIGGA!

1 - Da Law - we ain't playin
Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we playin,
we playin, we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we playin
Break Da Law - we playin
Break Da Law - we playin,
we ain't playin, we ain't
Break Da Law - we ain't
Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we playin,
we ain't playin, we playin
Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we playin
Da Law - we ain't playin,
we ain't playin, we playin

1]
We ain't young nigga
Who the fuck I said we
We just 'bout to kill yo' ass and it's planned
Too bullshit niggas done, been up in my click
But I spit boys out, cause they tasting like some shit
I admit my click, now, is but Memphis best
But I had to delete a lot in the process
Fuck that shit, we keepin them hot
Cause we making them and they hairs ain't in the spot

2]
Haters mad on the town a nigga got it made
Wanna rock they fuckin songs but these ain't gettin paid
Slammin doors, pimpin hoes, you lemons in a daze
I step up in the club I be glistenin wit a glaze
I would let you hit clown but you bitches can't behave
I would let you hit this FIRE but you bitches smokin
Better catch up with yo kind, you tip me from your grave
When a nigga catch you slippin that beam in yo' face

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3]
See I hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a nigga fast
I'm kicking in some doors, I'm puttin a on his ass
And if he trash, I put him in a bag
A body-fucking-bag, man, I shoulda wore a
I stick-a stick-and move, I body-body
I break the fuckin law and I ain't with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me use my
I lock and fuckin load and let that loose (Blaow!)

4]
I know nigga who got punked out after every class
He was a in school and now he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think he bad
Man fuck your vest you get laid to rest under the grass
I do not give a fuck because you are a
I put you in coffin sir you fuckin wit a slaughterer
Some police serve protective
They bangin' pussy in
Some pay him off to sell they dope around his set

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[Project
Breakin laws, glock in drawers, whip it out and a taste
You can smell my fuckin nuts, while this is in yo face
the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
I'ma leave these bitches dead, cut a sunroof in head
You get in yo mug, when I shoot, then I peel out
Right before dat happen I'ma yo fuckin grill out
Beat you bitches down you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of from my house, ain't no fuckin love
And one of y'all niggaz wanna get some I got
they fuckin ass off, double barrel shotgun
Don't be comin my way bodys stank like moth
Swing a iron bat to yo head like a golf
Ride up on yo ass I let the luga sweep
I'm the judge and the jury I see you in the street
da Project nigga roll, ready mane to kill a hoe
Put the thang to you squeeze the trigger let it BLOWWW!

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