Break Da Law 2001 Lyrics - Funkmaster Flex

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Boy, t's about to get real scurry up in here
You got the original Break Da Law's up in here for you hoes
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak niggas guard your grills, tuck your chains in your shirts
It's goin down - BREAK DA LAW NIGGA!

1 - 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]
We ain't playing young nigga
Who the xxxx I said we playin?
We just 'bout to kill yo' xxx and it's already planned
Too many bullshit niggas done, been up in my click
But I spit them boys out, cause they tasting like some shit
I admit my click, now, is nothin but Memphis best
But I had to delete a lot clowns in the process
xxxx that shit, we keepin them xxxxxxx hot
Cause we making them millions and they hairs ain't in the spot

[Verse 2]
Haters mad on the town cause a nigga got it made
Wanna rock they xxxxxx 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 clown but you xxxxxxx can't behave
I would let you hit this FIRE but you xxxxxxx smokin safe
Better catch up with yo kind, cause you tip me from your grave
When a nigga catch you slippin it's that beam in yo' face

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[Verse 3]
See I could hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a nigga fast
I'm kicking in some doors, I'm puttin a nigga on his ass
And if he talkin trash, I put him in a bag
A body-fucking-bag, man, I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a stick-and move, I body-body bruise
I break the xxxxxx law and I ain't playin with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me use my tool
I lock and xxxxxx load and let that xxxxxxxxxxxx loose (Blaow!)

[Verse 4]
I know this nigga who got punked out after every class
He was a xxxxx in school and now he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think he super bad
Man xxxx your vest you still get laid to rest under the grass
I do not give a xxxx because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin sir you xxxxxx wit a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protective
They bangin' xxxxx in projects
Some niggas pay him off to sell they dope around his set

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[Project Pat]
Breakin laws, glock in drawers, whip it out and take a taste
You can smell my xxxxxx nuts, while this tome is in yo face
Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
I'ma leave these xxxxxxx dead, cut a sunroof in your head
You get stomped in yo mug, when I shoot, then I peel out
Right before dat happen I'ma tear yo xxxxxx grill out
Beat you xxxxxxx down 'til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain't no xxxxxx love
And one of y'all niggaz wanna get some I got some
Blow they xxxxxx xxx 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 xxx then I let the luga sweep
I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street
It's da Project nigga roll, ready mane to kill a hoe
Put the thang to you head squeeze the trigger let it BLOWWW!

Repeat 1

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