Project Pat Break da Law 2001 Lyrics

Boy, its bout to get real scary up in here
you got the original break the laws up in here for you hos
three 6 mafia, project pat,weak n____z guard your grills, tuck your chains in
your shirts, its goin down break the law n____

Chorus:x4 Break the Law (we aint playin)
Break the Law (we aint playin)
Break the Law (we aint playin, we aint playin, we aint playin)

Verse 1: we aint playin young n____, who the f___ is say we playin
we just bout to kill yo a__, and its already planned
to many bullshit n____z done been off in my click
but i spit them boys out cause they tastin like some s___
i admit my click now is nothin but memphis best
but i had to delete alot of clowns in the process
f___ that s___ we keepin the b____es hot
cause we makin the millions and they hands aint in this spot
haters mad on the town cause the n____z got it made
wanna rap their f___in songs but these junkies aint get paid
slammin do's pimpin ho's while ya limmiz in a daze
wanna step up in the club ill be glistlin with a glaze
i would let ya hit this crown but you b____es cant behave
i would let you hit this fire but you b____es smokin sage
better catch up with your clan cause you took me from your grave
when a n____ catch ya slippin its the beem in yo face

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Verse 2: see i can hita hita sticka sticka get a n____ fast
im kickin in some doors put a n____ on his a__
and if hes talkin trash ill put him in a bag
a body f___in bag man i shoulda wore a mask
i stickin stickin move a body body bruise
i break the f___in law and i aint playin with ya fool
you got an attitude now watch me use my tool
i lock and f___in load and let the m________a loose (BLOOD)
i know this n____ who got punked out after every class
he was a b____ in school and now he told a gun and badge
put on a uniform and now he think hes super bad
man f___ you b____ you still can lay the rest under the grass
i do not give a f___ because you are a officer, ill put you in a cofin sir you
f___in with a slaughterer
b____ the police dont serve protect they buyin p____
and projects some n____s pay em off to sell their dope around the city
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Breakin laws glockin jaws rip in out and take a taste
you can smell my f___in nuts while this tone is in yo face
shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
im a leave you b____es dead cut a sunroof in yo head
do your stuff and get mugged when i shoot then i peel out
but before that happen im a tear your f___in grill out
b____ your business down till your covered in your own blood
shoot a couple a rounds momma house aint no f___in love
anyone ya n____z wanna get some i got some
blow they f___in a__ off double barrelled shotgun
dont be comin my way, bodies stank like moth b____
swing an iron bat to your head like a golf ball
ride up on your a__ then i let the luger speak
im the judge and the jury when i see you in the street
its the project n____ row ready man to kill a ho
put the thang to yo head squeez the trigga let it blow
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