Luyện nghe bài hát Break Da Law '95

Break da law da law...

(DJ Paul)
Nigga them Triple 6 shit
so fuckin' thick
We lay it down
We gotta
We break ya bitch
Comin' up on my mind
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 buck Non
off and learn the real meanin of a plastic Glock
G Gotta touch 'em gotta grab 'em I think hes bailin
L Lay 'em no remorse come with me to hell
O we be rich when we tell the trick
C Catch ya slippin' he's so soft do a man
K Killas on my payroll I stay straight
19 If us fear from work there's no need to
Tha Three 6 Mafia niggas know
in Memphis Tennessee
We to break da law bitch..

Break da law, da law...
Comin up from the back niggas down
Comin comin up from the back niggas down
Comin up 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 frown stay on my face 'cause I dont give a fuck
out afro
And a big Fila
14 carat
Smile and a bone around my
Glock 19 is tucked nicely my fruit of the looms
For them that trick it in
Im stickin' up them they boom
like a mothafucka when I lock you down tight
In tha trunk with nothin' but next to dig for yo life
Fool it ain't no game you die the devil sent me
Six in yo chest who's
No in me
Tha killas up in my crew they no shit
Niggas you run
We it bitch
No nigga play
[We with automatic guns]
up with the hoe shit
Nigga we close shop
on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you hoes to rott]
Big cam a punk
with a attitude
Smith & in his hand
Blowed tha out his shoes
da law

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Westside Eastside

Get mothafucka Get Buck...