[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yea, Mafia 6ix
Callin' all the motherf**in' thugs, in the motherf**in' club
To the motherf**in' dance floor
We 'bout to turn up
Where the c**aine at, where the the weed at?
Where the liquor at, where that drank at?
Like we always do about this time
Crack a n***a in his motherf**in' face, break da law!
[Hook:]
Break Da Law (16x)
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Run up, if you wanna
It ain't no thang I put my gun up
I start to hunt 'em
Mask on my face, I roll that dollar
I'm catching drains
Blow the whole thing, prepare for drama
A fourty Glock they howling for they mama
b**h I started breakin' the law 94, 95
Now it's 20-13, and I'm still on the lines
Still be hittin' up them lines
Making million dollar digits
Got these b**hes mad on me
Cause they n***as ain't get it
Break da law!
[Verse 2: Crunchy Black]
First I catch a n***a slippin' in the dark
Black f**ing mask, black f**ing Glock
Black f**in' hood, 'bout to put in work
Put this n***a body off in some dirt
I put this n***a body parts off in the trunk
Playn with a bomb, but I'mma hit 'em with the pump
Crunchy ain't no hoe, thought you knew that chump
Hit 'em like I hi 'em when I get my money
Mafia 6ix b**h!
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Gangsta Boo]
Time for me to act like a psychopathic lunatic
f** all that corrupted system cause I be so with the sh**
Everytime I think about my brother Eric I get sick
Cause he's doin' a whole lot time in jail
Cause he didn't robbed the b**h
Got my mask on face, I roll up in the Rover
Smoking, drinking cause I'm grown
Doing this sh** on my own
I ain't saying sh**, if you want some info I ain't the b**h
I'mma break the law because to me the system ain't sh**
[Hook:]
[Verse 4: Koopsta Knicca ]
One more time, you hate my fam
You gonna die, I tell you man
(?) is running low
You gon' make it home, I know
D-R-E-A-A, many hoes down this how I get payed
Loved my school and a rack
Ever since a kid, b**h, I had crazy tracks
[Verse 5: Lord Infamous]
Kami Kaze milli ill k**a with s**appeal
Navy Seal monster, Unabomber, Oklahoma
Columbine, it's Lord Osama
Open up your chest and I puncture yo damn lungs
If a n***a get wrong, then a n***a getting hung
Cause you're not a n***a tongue, s** the barrel of my gun
Break the Law, Scarecrow, raw bodies on the lunch
Smack the skin off your face and it's sticking to my palm
n***as droppin' like Saigon hit with napalm