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Project Pat

Genres: Hip-Hop

Break Da Law 2001 Lyrics - Project Pat

Boy, it's '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 niggaz guard your grills 

Tuck your chains in your shirts, it's goin' down break the law nigga 

 

Break the law, break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

Break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

 

Break the law, break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

Break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

 

Break the law, break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

Break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

 

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Break the law, break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

Break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

 

We ain't playin' young nigga, who the fuck is say we playin' 

We just bout to kill yo ass and its already planned 

To many bullshit niggaz done been off in my click 

But I spit them boys out cause they tastin' like some shit 

 

I admit my click now is nothin' but Memphis best 

But I had to delete a lot of clowns in the process 

Fuck that shit we keepin' the bitches hot 

'Cause we makin' the millions and they hands ain't in this spot 

 

Haters mad on the town 'cause the niggaz got it made 

Wanna rap their fuckin' songs but these junkies ain't get paid 

Slammin' do's pimpin' ho's while ya limmiz in a daze 

Wanna step up in the club I'll be glistlin' with a glaze 

 

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I would let ya hit this crown but you bitches cant behave 

I would let you hit this fire but you bitches smokin' sage 

Better catch up with your clan 'cause you took me from your grave 

When a nigga catch ya slippin' its the beem in yo face 

 

Break the law, break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

Break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

 

See I can hita hita sticka sticka get a nigga fast 

I'm kickin' in some doors put a nigga on his ass 

And if hes talkin' trash I'll put him in a bag 

A body fuckin' bag man I shoulda wore a mask 

 

I stickin' stickin' move a body body bruise 

I break the fuckin' law and I ain't playin' with ya fool 

You got an attitude now watch me use my tool 

I lock and fuckin' load and let the mothafucka loose 

(Blood) 

 

I know this nigga who got punked out after every class 

He was a bitch in school and now he told a gun and badge 

Put on a uniform and now he think hes super bad 

Man fuck you bitch you still can lay the rest under the grass 

 

I do not give a fuck because you are a officer 

I'll put you in a coffin sir you fuckin' with a slaughterer 

Bitch the police don't serve protect they buyin' pussy 

And projects some niggas pay 'em off to sell their dope around the city 

 

Break the law, break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

Break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

 

Breakin' laws glockin' jaws rip in out and take a taste 

You can smell my fuckin' nuts while this tone is in yo face 

Shove the barrel down your throat, inhale bullets like some smoke 

I'm a leave you bitches dead cut a sunroof in yo head 

 

Do your stuff and get mugged when I shoot then I peel out 

But before that happen I'm a tear your fuckin' grill out 

Bitch your business down till your covered in your own blood 

Shoot a couple a rounds momma house ain't no fuckin' love 

 

Anyone ya niggaz wanna get some I got some 

Blow they fuckin' ass off double barreled shotgun 

Don't be comin' my way, bodies stank like moth balls 

Swing an iron bat to your head like a golf ball 

 

Ride up on your ass then I let the luger speak 

I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street 

It's the project nigga row ready man to kill a ho 

Put the thang to yo head squeeze the trigga let it blow 

 

Break the law, break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

Break the law 

(We ain't playin', we ain't playin', we ain't playin') 

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