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Break da law da law...

(DJ Paul)
Nigga recognize them Triple 6
It's so fuckin'
We gotta lay it
We gotta
We gotta break ya
up stays on my mind
So we drop a busta
A hatin' nigga or a crooked cop
Run up
If ya
It aint no I put my gun up
to sun up
Still you manne in that M
Tha M
Niggas get Non stop
fuck off and learn the real meanin of a plastic
G Gotta touch 'em grab 'em 'cause I think hes bailin
L Lay 'em down no remorse come me to hell
O Overnight we be rich when we tell the
C Catch ya he's so soft do a man quick
K on my payroll I gotta stay straight
19 If us fear work there's no need to trade
Tha Three 6 Mafia real niggas
in Memphis 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 buckin' niggas
Comin up the back buckin' niggas down
when you duck we hit you with the bat

(DJ Paul)
Pass me tha Glock so I can get
A mean frown stay on my face 'cause I dont give a
Loced out
And a big coat
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 they
Shakin' like a when I lock you down tight
In tha Chevy with nothin' but next to dig for yo life
Fool it no game you gotta die the devil sent me
Six in yo who's next?
No in me
Tha killas up in my crew they take no
Niggas you run
We it bitch
No dont play
[We roll with automatic
Step up with the hoe
Nigga we gotta shop
[Juice on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you to rott]
Big cam a punk
Malekie with a
Smith & in his hand
tha bitch out his shoes
da law

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Westside Eastside

Get mothafucka Get Buck...