Luyện nghe bài hát Break Da Law '95

da law break da law...

(DJ Paul)
Nigga recognize them 6 shit
It's so thick
We lay it down
We spray
We gotta ya bitch
up stays on my mind
So we gotta a busta
A playa hatin' 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 of a plastic Glock
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 slippin' he's so soft do a man
K Killas on my payroll I gotta straight
19 If us fear from work there's no to trade
Tha Three 6 Mafia real niggas
Slaw in Memphis
We to break da law bitch..

Break da law, da law...
up from the back buckin' niggas down
Comin up from the back buckin' niggas down
Comin up from the back buckin' down
when you duck 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 give a fuck
Loced out
And a big Fila
14 gold
Smile and a bone my throat
Glock 19 is tucked nicely my fruit of the looms
For them niggas that it in
Im stickin' up tracks they boom
Shakin' like a mothafucka when I lock you down
In tha Chevy trunk with but next to dig for yo life
Fool it ain't no game you gotta die the devil me
Six in yo chest next?
No in me
Tha killas up in my they take no shit
Niggas you run
We bout it
No nigga play
[We roll with guns]
Step up the hoe shit
Nigga we gotta shop
on the bugler do a 9 leavin' you hoes to rott]
Big cam with a
Malekie with a
Smith & in his hand
Blowed tha out his shoes
da law

(Juicy "J")
x4*
Southside Westside Eastside

Get buck Get Buck...