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Break da law da law...

(DJ Paul)
recognize them Triple 6 shit
It's so thick
We lay it down
We gotta
We gotta break ya
Comin' up stays on my
So we drop a busta
A playa hatin' nigga or a cop
Run up
If ya
It no thang I put my gun up
to sun up
Still you manne in that M
Tha M
get buck Non stop
fuck off and learn the meanin of a plastic Glock
G Gotta touch 'em gotta grab 'em 'cause I think hes
L Lay 'em down no remorse with me to hell
O Overnight we be rich when we the trick
C Catch ya he's so soft do a man quick
K Killas on my I gotta stay straight
19 If us fear from work no need to trade
Tha Three 6 Mafia real know
Slaw in Memphis
We down to da law bitch..

Break da law, da law...
up from the back buckin' niggas down
Comin up from the back buckin' niggas down
Comin up from the back buckin' down
Cause when you duck we hit you the bat

(DJ Paul)
Pass me tha so I can get buck
A frown stay on my face 'cause I dont give a fuck
Loced out
And a big Fila
14 gold
Smile and a bone my throat
Glock 19 is nicely down my fruit of the looms
For them that trick it in
Im stickin' up them they boom
Shakin' like a when I lock you down tight
In tha Chevy with nothin' but next to dig for yo life
it ain't no game you gotta die the devil sent me
Six in yo chest who's
No in me
Tha killas up in my they take no shit
Niggas you run
We bout it
No nigga play
[We roll with automatic
Step up with the hoe
Nigga we gotta close
on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you hoes to rott]
Big cam with a
with a attitude
Smith & Wesson in his
tha bitch out his shoes
da law

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Westside Eastside

Get mothafucka Get Buck...