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

* appeared on "Funkmaster Flex IV"

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

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

1]
We ain't playing young
Who the I said we playin?
We just 'bout to yo' ass and it's already planned
Too many bullshit done, been up in my click
But I them 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 them bitches hot
Cause we them millions and they hairs ain't in the spot

2]
Haters mad on the town cause a got it made
Wanna they fuckin songs but these junkies ain't gettin paid
Slammin doors, hoes, while you lemons in a daze
When I step up in the club I be wit a glaze
I would let you hit this clown but you 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 could hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a fast
I'm kicking in doors, I'm puttin a nigga 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 move, I body-body bruise
I the fuckin law and I ain't playin with you fools
You gotta attitude, now me use my tool
I lock and fuckin load and let that motherfucker (Blaow!)

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

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[Project
Breakin laws, in drawers, whip it out and take a taste
You can smell my fuckin nuts, while this tome is in yo
the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
I'ma these bitches dead, cut a sunroof in your head
You get stomped in yo mug, I shoot, then I peel out
Right before dat happen I'ma tear yo grill out
Beat you bitches down 'til you covered in own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain't no 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 like moth balls
Swing a bat to yo head like a golf ball
up on yo ass then I let the luga sweep
I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the
It's da Project nigga roll, ready mane to a hoe
Put the to you head squeeze the trigger let it BLOWWW!

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