Testo di Break Da Law 2001

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 fuck I said we playin? We just 'bout to kill yo' ass 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 Fuck that shit, we keepin them bitches 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 fuckin 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 bitches can't behave I would let you hit this FIRE but you bitches smokin safe Better catch up with yo kind, cause you tip me from your grave-ac