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Break da law da law...

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

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

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

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Westside Eastside

Get buck Get Buck...