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