Fuck Tha Law by Shawty Pimp & MC Spade
Fuck Tha Law by Shawty Pimp & MC Spade

Fuck Tha Law

Shawty Pimp

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Fuck Tha Law by Shawty Pimp & MC Spade

Release Date
Mon Jan 10 1994
Performed by
Shawty Pimp
Produced by
Shawty Pimp
Writed by
Shawty Pimp & MC Spade

Fuck Tha Law Lyrics

[Verse 1: Shawty Pimp]
I got my Glock it's time to go and rob a fuckin' jewelry store
Head up in the building, told the bitches quickly hit the flow
Saw a guard to my left, quick to go and shank his ass
Head up to the counter, told the bitch to get me all the cash
Saw 'em push a red button, so I had to shoot that bitch
Loadin' up my Glock again, quick to kill the witnesses
Shot a buster in his head, shot another in his back
Innocent bystanders? I ain't givin' a fuckin' slack
Got all the money, took the jewelry that was lookin' fresh
In a stain quick, 211 now in progress
Saw the cameras scopin' me, so I shot it quickly
Ran up out then getaway with a bag full of the cash, G
Coppers roam in the back, so I had to vamp quick
Coppers on my ass 'cause they know that I'm the robber, bitch
Head up to the hideaway, so they couldn't find me
Never leave tracks 'cause that's responsibility
Now that shit is over, bitch, Shawty Pimp is who they saw
Got some money kinda quick, trick, I just say fuck the law

[Verse 2: MC Spade]
Cuttin' deals, boomin' the dope to make my life a little better
Cut a deal with some chicks, it's time to come a little fresher
Serve the motherfuckin' hunkies of, then send 'em down the [?]
Gotta get some fuckin' cash, gotta keep my pockets filled
Coppers on my fuckin' ass, 'cause they know I got the shit
Gotta ditch the fuckin' product, I can't go out like a bitch
Laws on my fuckin' case, gotta get away fast
Turn the motherfuckin' corner, lost their motherfuckin' ass
Time to pay, phone boomin', call my niggas, on me trouble
Best to bring your whole hood mane, and bring 'em on the double
Open up my car door, start to loadin' up my TEC
5-0 rode up on me bad, broke his motherfuckin' neck
Close the door, got in my car, bitch, I picked up my Machete
It's cold outside, I see my breath, I'm breathin' heavy
My niggas come to get me, now it's time to go for broke
It's finna be some blood shed, 'cause bitch, it ain't no hope
I'm bustin' caps at niggas, but it's me you never saw
A slug to your dome, bitch, I'm sayin' fuck the law

[Verse 3: Shawty Pimp]
I'm pullin' in big bank, I'm gettin' my profits fat
My business is boomin', I'm makin' money from sellin' crack
The law tried to stop me but they don't know that I got the shit
The bitch underestimated, don't know who they fuckin' with
I'm short but I catch you slippin', so don't you be testin' me
A cocaine kingpin, and I'm raised in Tennessee
I'm here to cut deals, but if you shout me, you assed out
Don't fuck with the pimp, and you forgot that I had clout
I stay on my own tube, my pimpin' is gettin' bigger
Take deals of your own, can it don't be like no other nigga
I'm down to do stains, when it's the time to make presidents
I'm out to make cheese, and never think of the government
You jealous, you weak, and in my game you [?] yourself
Ain't barin' no cop, so all hail on fuck the law

Fuck Tha Law Q&A

Who wrote Fuck Tha Law's ?

Fuck Tha Law was written by Shawty Pimp & MC Spade.

Who produced Fuck Tha Law's ?

Fuck Tha Law was produced by Shawty Pimp.

When did Shawty Pimp release Fuck Tha Law?

Shawty Pimp released Fuck Tha Law on Mon Jan 10 1994.

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