Project Pat ft. 36 Mafia Break Da Law Lyrics

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 n____s guard your grills, tuck your chains in your shirts
It's goin down - BREAK DA LAW n____!

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 n____
Who the f___ I said we playin?
We just 'bout to kill yo' a__ and it's already planned
Too many bullshit n____s done, been up in my click
But I spit them boys out, cause they tasting like some s___
I admit my click, now, is nothin but Memphis best
But I had to delete a lot clowns in the process
f___ that s___, we keepin them b____es hot
Cause we making them millions and they hairs ain't in the spot

[Verse 2]
Haters mad on the town cause a n____ got it made
Wanna rock they f___in 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 b____es can't behave
I would let you hit this FIRE but you b____es smokin safe
Better catch up with yo kind, cause you tip me from your grave
When a n____ 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 n____ fast
I'm kicking in some doors, I'm puttin a n____ on his a__
And if he talkin trash, I put him in a bag
A body-f___ing-bag, man, I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a stick-and move, I body-body bruise
I break the f___in law and I ain't playin with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me use my tool
I lock and f___in load and let that m_________er loose (Blaow!)

[Verse 4]
I know this n____ who got punked out after every class
He was a b____ in school and now he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think he super bad
Man f___ your vest you still get laid to rest under the grass
I do not give a f___ because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin sir you f___in wit a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protective
They bangin' p____ in projects
Some n____s 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 f___in nuts, while this tome is in yo face
Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke
I'ma leave these b____es 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 f___in grill out
Beat you b____es down 'til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain't no f___in love
And one of y'all n____z wanna get some I got some
Blow they f___in a__ off, double barrel shotgun
Don't be comin my way bodys stank like moth b____
Swing a iron bat to yo head like a golf ball
Ride up on yo a__ then I let the luga sweep
I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street
It's da Project n____ roll, ready mane to kill a hoe

Repeat 1

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