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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 gotta drop a
A playa nigga or a crooked cop
Run up
If ya
It no thang I put my gun up
to sun up
Still you manne in that M
Tha M
Niggas get buck Non
fuck off and learn the real meanin of a Glock
G Gotta touch 'em grab 'em 'cause I think hes bailin
L Lay 'em down no 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 gotta straight
19 If us from work there's no need to trade
Tha Three 6 Mafia real niggas
Slaw in Memphis
We to break da law bitch..

Break da law, da law...
Comin up from the buckin' niggas down
Comin up from the back buckin' niggas down
Comin up from the back niggas down
Cause 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
out afro
And a big Fila
14 gold
and a bone around my throat
Glock 19 is tucked 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 with nothin' but to dig for yo life
Fool it ain't no you gotta die the devil sent me
Six in yo who's next?
No in me
Tha killas up in my crew take no shit
you better run
We it bitch
No dont play
[We roll with guns]
Step up the hoe shit
Nigga we close shop
[Juice on the do a 9 leavin' you hoes to rott]
Big cam with a
with a attitude
Smith & Wesson in his
Blowed tha bitch out his
da law

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Northside Westside

Get buck Get Buck...