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Break da law da law...

(DJ Paul)
Nigga recognize Triple 6 shit
so fuckin' thick
We lay it down
We gotta
We gotta break ya
Comin' up on my mind
So we gotta drop a
A playa hatin' nigga or a cop
Run up
If ya
It aint no 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 come with me to hell
O Overnight we be rich when we tell the
C Catch ya slippin' he's so soft do a man
K on my payroll I gotta stay straight
19 If us fear from work there's no need to
Tha Three 6 Mafia real niggas
in Memphis Tennessee
We down to da law bitch..

Break da law, da law...
Comin up from the back buckin' niggas
Comin up from the back buckin' niggas down
Comin up from the back buckin' niggas
when you duck we hit you with 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 niggas that it in
Im stickin' up them tracks boom
Shakin' like a when I lock you down tight
In tha Chevy trunk nothin' 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 crew they take no
Niggas you run
We it bitch
No nigga dont
[We roll with automatic
up with the hoe shit
Nigga we gotta shop
on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you hoes to rott]
Big cam a punk
Malekie a attitude
& Wesson in his hand
Blowed tha out his shoes
da law

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Westside Eastside

Get mothafucka Get Buck...