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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Project Pat
Vocals
Crunchy Black
Vocals
DJ Paul
Vocals
Juicy J
Vocals
Lord Infamous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Patrick Houston
Songwriter
Paul Beauregard
Songwriter
Ricky Dunigan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Paul
Producer
Juicy J
Producer
Larry Nix
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boy it's about to get real scary up in here
You got the original Break Da Law's up in here for you hoes
Three 6 Mafia, Project Pat
Weak **** guard your grills
Tuck your chains into your shirts
It's going down break da law ****
[Verse 2]
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 3]
We ain't playin' young ****
Who the **** I said we playin'?
We just 'bout to kill yo ass and it's already planned
Too many bullshit **** 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
**** that shit we keepin' them bitches hot
'Cause we making them millions and they hairs ain't in the spot
[Verse 4]
Haters mad on the town 'cause a **** got it made
Wanna rock they **** songs
But these junkies ain't getting paid
Slammin' doors, pimpin' hoes while you lemons in a daze
When I step up in the club I be glistenin' with 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 you kind, 'cause you tip me from your grave
When a **** catch you slippin it's that beam in yo face
[Verse 5]
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 6]
See I could hit a hit a stick a stick a get a **** fast
I'm kicking in some doors I'm puttin' a **** on his ass
And if he talkin' trash I put him in a bag
A body **** bag man I should of wore a mask
I stick a stick and move I body body bruise
I break the **** law and I ain't playin' with you fools
You gotta attitude now watch me use my tool
I lock and **** load and let that mother **** loose
[Verse 7]
I know this **** 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 **** your vest you still get laid to rest under the grass
I do not give a **** because you are a officer
I put you in your coffin sir you **** with a slaughterer
Some police don't serve protective they bangin' pussy in projects
Some **** pay him off to sell they dope around his set
[Verse 8]
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 9]
Breaking laws in draws whip it out and take a taste
You can smell my **** 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'mma tear your **** grill out
Beat you bitches down 'til you covered in your own blood
Shoot a couple of rounds from my house ain't no **** love
And one of y'all **** wanna get some I got some
Blow they **** ass off double barrel shotgun
Don't be comin' my way body's stank like moth balls
Swing a iron bat to yo head like a golf ball
Ride up on yo ass then I let the luga sweep
I'm the judge and the jury when I see you in the street
It's the project **** roll ready mane to kill a hoe
Put that thang to your head squeeze the trigger let it blow
[Verse 10]
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'
Written by: Jordan Houston, P. Beauregard