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letra de break the law '98 - indo g

aaahh yeah, its 98…(yall know what time it is)
couldnt wait… tre posse,
prophet posse, break the law neega!

kill, kill, murder, murder
kill, kill, murder, murder
kill, kill, murder, murder
kill, kill, murder, murder
kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
[dj paul:]

haters step up to me haha they wanna get some
those foos off cane, so uh you know the outcome
n-gg-s i killin, them f-ckin skulls i peel’em
im rollin with the double 4, n-gg-s with holes i fill’em
dont try and test me m-th-ph-kka when im full of them drugs
its the after party b-tch watch ya body get drugged
you n-gg-s wanna get dirty n-gg- we can do dirt
educatin ya mind, the bullets startin to hurt
now when its on n-gg- its on ill jack you up
look at my business (come on come on)?
we’ll have to jack you up
crunchy blac in the back “foo where ya been?”
pullin on his f-ckin mask and handed me the mac-10
them n-gg-s still puffin and they comin fast as ever
i got my backup n-gg-s with larry and darnell
they in the same b-tch, with the 2 sk double clip
mess around, bust rounds, split them n-gg-s at the hip
break the law n-gg-!

break da law, break da law, break da law, break da law,
break da law, break da law, break da law, break da law,
break da law, break da law, break da law, break da law,
break da law, break da law, break da law, break da law,
break da law, break da law, break da law, break da law,
break da law, break da law, break da law, break da law,
break da law, break da law, break da law, break da law,
break da law, break da law, break da law…
[indo g:]

i hit the corner, marijuanna, b-mpin nothin but p-
i-m-p-i-n-g- n-gg-s, smokin on that light green
its whatever m-th-ph-kka nuts, full of venom
n-gg-s think they can touch me, just sin’em im all up in’em
mo since a muf-ka got they eyes on my sh-t
old cornbread, ex-mammy, nappy haired b-tch
see aint no b-tch in my blood, n-gg- nuthin but thug
remember being intoxicated n-gg- liquor and drug
it take a whole lotta sh-t to make me mad hoe
tryin to see, wanna peep, m-th-ph-kka? what you lookin for?
i snap crackle and pop yo -ss to the f-ckin block
bleedin everywhere, got popped by my 9-glock
? thats the way it goes, hoes
n-gg-s got forgot my back, mafioso till i go
break the law for the ’cause, just f-ck the laws
infared to they badge, got them sh-ttin in they drawers…

you know the time is to get short now
im reachin for the vault
got them clothes that match the night
and the things they call the “yalls”
here some n-gg-s know im crowded if you dont talk
then you get some but ill be quick to pull and blast
and leave your body for the chalk
never talk is what you told me, homies all up in ya bizz
spread the word on where you live, and all the sh-t a n-gg- did
yo i aint did no f-ckin dirt, i hope n-bodys in the trunk
i shipped some keys over seas, might have flower mixed with funk
i call the police, 9-1-1, “theres been a murder on my set”
when they pull up on the set we pop them thangs and then we jet
on the low is how i keep it, if you want yo blood to spill
run yo mouth off in the streets and pull yo gun and shoot to kill
if you real, if you realla then a m-th-ph-kkin gang
on the block is where you hang, throw them m-th-ph-kkin thangs
n-gg-, tryin not to forget, slangin rocks or pushin wieght
ghetto n-gg-s from the street, aint no law that we cant break!
[t-rock:]

uh since the drama administered, we lost traders
and havin pistols smoke vapors, grab yo pen and papers
atl no breakers, disrespect ya chatter got you anatomy battered
dissapearence of your ligaments, my violent souljahs (?)
killed jesus first, now the gangsta and redrum
several bulletts through fakers, pranksters yet picture painters
decaturs leavin ya digimistic, man thats used for smokin victims
thats trickin moe ruthless cracker than 19-60!

- indo g

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