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Break da law da law...

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

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

(DJ Paul)
Pass me tha so I can get buck
A mean frown stay on my face 'cause I dont give a
Loced out
And a big Fila
14 gold
and a bone around my throat
Glock 19 is nicely down my fruit of the looms
For them niggas trick it in
Im stickin' up them they boom
like a mothafucka when I lock you down tight
In tha Chevy trunk nothin' but next to dig for yo life
Fool it no game you gotta die the devil sent me
Six in yo chest who's
No in me
Tha killas up in my crew they no shit
you better run
We it bitch
No nigga play
[We roll with guns]
Step up the hoe shit
Nigga we gotta shop
[Juice on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you hoes to
Big cam with a
with a attitude
Smith & in his hand
Blowed tha out his shoes
da law

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Northside Eastside

Get buck Get Buck...