Break Da Law 2001 lyrics

[Intro: DJ Paul]
Boy, it's about to get real scurry up in here
You got the original "Break Da Law's" up in here, for you hoes
Three Six Mafia, Project Pat
Weak n*ggas, guard your grills, tuck your chains in your shirts
It's goin' down - BREAK DA LAW n*ggA!

[Chorus]
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
We ain't playin' young n*gga
Who the f*ck I said we playin'?
We just 'bout to kill yo' ass and it's already planned
Too many bullsh*t n*ggas done, been up in my click
But I spit them boys out, cause they tasting like some sh*t
I admit my click, now, is nothin but Memphis best
But I had to delete a lot clowns in the process
f*ck that sh*t, we keepin' them b*tches hot
Cause we making them millions and they hairs ain't in the spot
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Haters mad on the town cause a n*gga got it made
Wanna rock they f*ckin songs
But these junkies ain't gettin paid
Slammin doors, pimpin hoes, while you lemons in a daze
When I step up in the club I be glistenin wit a glaze
I would let you hit this crown, but you b*tches can't behave
I would let you hit this FIRE but you b*tches smokin safe
Better catch up with yo kind, cause you tip me from your grave
When a n*gga catch you slippin it's that beam in yo' face

[Chorus]
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
[Verse 3: Crunchy Black]
See I could hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a n*gga fast
I'm kickin' in some doors, I'm puttin' a n*gga on his ass
And if he talkin' trash, I put him in a bag
A body-f*ckin'-bag, man, I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a stick-and move, I body-body bruise
I break the f*ckin' law and I ain't playin' with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me, use my tool
I lock and f*ckin' load and let that motherf*cker loose
(Blaow)

[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
I know this n*gga, who got punked out after every class
He was a b*tch in school and now, he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think, he super bad
Man, f*ck your vest, you still get laid to rest, under the grass
I do not give a f*ck because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin, sir, you f*ckin' with a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protective
They bangin' pus*y in projects
Some n*ggas pay him off, to sell they dope around his set

[Chorus]
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
[Verse 5: Project Pat]
Breakin laws, Glock in draws, whip it out and take a taste
You can smell my f*ckin' nuts, while this tone is in yo' face
Shove the barrel down your throat
Inhale bullets like some smoke
I'ma leave you b*tches dead, cut a sunroof in your head
You get stomped in yo' mug, when I shoot, then I peel out
Right before that happen, I'ma tear yo' f*ckin' grill out
Beat you b*tches down, 'til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain't no f*ckin' love
And one of y'all n*ggas wanna get some, I got some
Blow they f*ckin' ass off, double barrel shotgun
Don't be comin' my way, bodys stank like moth-balls
Swing a iron bat to yo' head like a golf ball
Ride up on yo' ass, then I let the luger sweep
I'm the judge and the jury, when I see you in the street
It's the Project n*ggaro, ready mane, to kill a ho
Put the thang to you head squeeze the trigger, let it blow

[Chorus]
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin'
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
Break Da Law - we ain't playin
We ain't playin', we ain't playin'