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Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia are a rap group originally from Memphis, Tennessee, signed to Sony Music Entertainment under the Columbia Records imprint. Formed in 1991 as Backyard Posse then later Triple 6 Mafia, by DJ Paul, Lord Infamous, Juicy J and Koopsta Knicca, the group later included two more members including; Crunchy Black and Gangsta Boo (who were both added shortly before the release of their debut album Mystic Stylez). The group has also collaborated with many rappers on their own label; Hypnotize Minds, where they have kick started the careers for many Memphis rappers, such as; Frayser Boy, Gangsta Blac, Lil Wyte and Indo G. The group frequently collaborates with Project Pat (Juicy J's older brother). Their 2005 song "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp" from the fil… more »

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Boy, it's 'bout to get real scary up in here
You got the original Break Da 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 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'

We ain't playing young nigga
Who the f*ck 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
F*ck that shit, we keepin' them bitches hot
'Cause we making them millions and the haters ain't in the spot

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 crown, 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
When a nigga catch you slippin' it's that beam in yo' face

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'

See I could hit-a hit-a stick-a stick-a get a nigga fast
I'm kicking in some doors, I'm puttin' a nigga on his ass
And if he talkin' trash, I put him in a bag
A body-fucking-bag, man, I shoulda wore a mask
I stick-a stick-and move, I body-body bruise
I break the fuckin' law and I ain't playin' with you fools
You gotta attitude, now watch me use my tool
I lock and fuckin' load and let that motherfucker loose (Blaow!)

I know this nigga who got punked out after every class
He was a bitch in school and now he tote a gun and badge
Put on a uniform and now he think he super bad
Man f*ck your vest you still get laid to rest under the grass
I do not give a f*ck because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin sir you fuckin' wit a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protect
They bangin' pussy in projects
Some niggas pay him off to sell they dope around his set

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'

Breakin laws, Glock in draws, whip it 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'ma leave these bitches 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 fuckin' grill out
Beat you bitches down 'til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house, ain't no fuckin' love
And one of y'all niggas wanna get some I got some
Blow they fuckin' ass off, double barrel shotgun
Don't be comin' my way bodies stank like moth balls
Swing a iron bat to yo head like a golf ball
Ride up on yo ass then I let the Luger sweep
I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street
It's da Project nigga roll, ready mane to kill a ho
Put the thang to you head squeeze the trigger let it blow

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'

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