Lyrics:
Break the law, break the law, break the law, break the law
Break the law, break the law, break the law, break the law
Nigga recognize the Triple 6
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
Boy, it'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
at 'cha 'cause it of fa' stealin' my mind
Juvenile and Three-6 that's a one of a kind
Tooken up yo golds, nigga, get ready ta blind
We 'bouta crash da
to the clubs, don't want none of that
But you got the Three 6 Mafia up in your house and
And we came to break the law, tear the club up
Ashes to ashes no dust
to the clubs, don't want none of that
But you got the Three 6 Mafia up in your house and
And we came to break the law, tear the club up
Ashes to ashes no dust
setts in da air
-Ah yeah, 3-6 Mafia runnin this, ho. Playa hatin just don't hear me,
though. Nigga got a muthafuckin problem with the clan, step back
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 -
right
It was a long night
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Triple, triple, triple, triple
Triple bitch mafia, mafia, mafia
Flizy, Flizy, Flizy, Flizy, Flizy
Fli-Flizy comin gunnin three six runnin
[Verse 1]
Ah, yeah, we finna get ready to bump that smoked out, locked out, part two
Mystic Stylez, Three Six Mafia in the ho
We finna do that shit
Mafia
Fuck da law, Fuck da law, Fuck da law, Fuck da law
Fuck da law, Fuck da law, Fuck da law, Fuck da law
Fuck da law, Fuck da law, Fuck da law, Fuck da
Probable cause (yeah) probable cause
You don't have to break no laws
They say probable cause (word)
Now who's this nigga in the 4.6?
About twenty
the six double six
In the alley's not a bum, just a gang creepin' low
Fourty four is the tool, pluggin' hoes in the 'fro
Break the law on a slaw cop
looked for me
That's why I put all of my hope in nitties
See me as a sign of hope when you see me
Break the law, anything for cedis
She wanna do
Aw, yeah, the Three 6 Mafia
Back in the motherfuckin' house
This shit on for you, motherfucker
For you weak ass niggas
That couldn't take
nines, I be poppin' ya
Witness a nigga from North Memphis of the Triple 6 Mafia
Two killas at your front door, three killas at your back door
These hoes
fucking face, Mitchell Heights to buck it up
Treatin Loderdale the BDL will urk and hender us
BDL mean break da law
See and tell them what you saw
See they
of the flo',
Son, never tryna but gangsta be, rhymin' over these beats I make
Triple 6, Mafia niggas rollin' gotta shake and break
The motherfuckin' laws take
the three-o-to-four pound
Hit a nigga dead in his wig - FUCK IT!!
It's the National Pass Time, it's blast time - club's out
Niggas break ill, pop-drunks get
They said that Eightball was seen with Luniz
And the M.J.G. a Mafia Junior Ghetto from the Three Six
No Limit Dollars made mad Tricks
Somethin' Hoes With
[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah!!!!, Da Mafia 6ix, 8-Ball & MJG, Yeah! M-Town Shit, DJ Paul up in dis muthafucka!
TWhy up in dis muthafucka!
J-Green up in dis
was chased round da road signs
Three times for da peace sign
Four times for the fo fo tucked by da do side
Five times, and im still live
Six times for
Three 6 Mafia, You Scared 2000-and-Three-6
It's goin' down
You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho
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