Break Da Law '95

[Produced by D.J. Paul & Juicy J] [Intro] Wassup you still fuck with them Triple Six niggas? Yeah I still fuck with them niggas, mane Them niggas doing it, mane, I don't just like them niggas myself but them niggas doing it Mane I don't even see how you did it What's up, Fosbury straight ass nigga, wassup y'all? Mane it ain't even like that, dog Yeah it ain't like that, mane I know that it ain't like that, bitch I know that it ain't like that, nigga It's like this, nigga Aw yeah this goes out to my nigga Nino and the king partner Break the law, nigga [Bridge] Break the law, break the law, break the law, break the law (x7) [Verse 1: DJ Paul] Nigga recognize the Triple 6 shit It's so fuckin' thick We gotta lay it down, we gotta spray, we gotta break ya, bitch Coming up stays on my mind so we gotta drop a busta A playa hatin' nigga or a crooked cop, run up If ya wanna, It ain't no thang I put my gun up Midnight to sun up Still break you, mane in the M: the M-Town Niggas get buck non stop Fuck off and learn the real meaning of a plastic Glock Gotta touch 'em, gotta grab 'em cause I think he's bailin' Lay 'em down, no remorse, come with me to hell Overnight we be rich when we tell the trick Catch ya slippin', he's so soft, do a man quick Killers on my payroll, I gotta stay straight 19 If us fear from work, there's no need to trade The Three 6 Mafia real niggas know Slaw in Memphis, Tennessee Down to break the law, bitch [Bridge] Break the law, break the law, break the law, break the law (x4) [Hook] Coming up from the back, buckin' niggas down Coming, coming up from the back, buckin' niggas down Coming up from the back, buckin' niggas down Cause when you duck, we hit you with the bat [Verse 2: DJ Paul] Pass me the pistol so I can get buck A mean frown stay on my face cause I don't give a fuck Loced out afro and a big Fila coat 14 carat gold smile and a bone around my throat Glock 19 is tucked nicely down my fruit of the looms For them niggas that trick it in, I'm stickin' up them tracks they boom Shakin' like a motherfucker when I lock you down tight In the Chevy trunk with nothing but next to dig for your life Fool it ain't no game, you gotta die, the devil sent me Six in yo chest, who's next?, no niceness in me The killers up in my crew, they take no shit, niggas you better run We bout it bitch, no nigga don't play, [we roll with automatic guns] Step up with the ho shit, nigga we gotta close shop Juice on the bugler do a 9 leaving you hoes to rot Big cam with a punk, Malekie with a attitude Smith & Wesson in his hand, blow'd the bitch out his shoes Break the law [Bridge] Break the law, break the law, break the law, break the law (x4) [Hook x2] Coming up from the back, buckin' niggas down Coming, coming up from the back, buckin' niggas down Coming up from the back, buckin' niggas down Cause when you duck, we hit you with the bat [Bridge] Break the law, break the law, break the law, break the law (x4) [Juicy J] South side, North side, West side, East side South side, North side, West side, East side South side, North side, West side, East side South side, North side, West side, East side [Outro: Juicy J] Get buck, motherfucker, get buck (x9)