Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Yo Setts In Da Air

If you ain't scared throw yo setts in da air
yo setts in da air throw yo setts in da air
If you niggaz ain't throw yo setts in da air
Throw yo setts in da air yo setts in da air
Cause we some killa ass
And we give a fuck
We come to break the laws
And the fuckin club up
we some killa ass niggaz
And we give a fuck
We come to break the fuckin
And the fuckin club up

[Gangsta
I think I have located the gates of death
Lie awake at night, to hatch my evil plots, I find
Stumblin through the dark, up against the fuckin of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, them demons again
People you worry cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin you in half if you don't
Understand this a gansta bitch is sayin to ya dawg
you in the truck, mob through the night within a mist of fog
Never fear a nigga callin himself a killa, what's up
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass
Chillin at the hideout, smokin out not worried bout a
Ballin through Black Haven, deep as hell in suburban, man
watchin my back
Cause will jack you for your fuckin shit
Female I am, but give a damn
If I some busta bitch's wig
Three 6 Mafia includin 1 female
That's so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is these jealous ass
And all hatas you know

J]
Comin from the darkness of the cut of Memphis bitch
Killas from the evergreen, we don't set trip
For my niggaz doin time in 201 for the
Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the Funkytown
I'm on other level, a coffin and a shovel
Fly to put yo ass, before you meet the Devil, the metal
Penalties I pay by punk ass opponents, I practice
Juiceman no gain, but I slang thang that keep them towing thang

[D.J.
I'm scopin out these nothins, that be actin like a bitch
be actin like a ho
That be actin like a busta
That wants no of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack niggas
Come and feel these triggas, ya ya bad
Bellin out Black but I double dem bucks in yo ass, instead
muthafuckin 6, in the muthafuckin pl-zay
For the n-zine
Nigga didn't hear me do, but a click
In y-zard he laid
Where the niggaz in the
Where the in the streets ain't down with us?
Man, say a few
G-Ds, V-Ls, cr-zips, bl-zoods, all hoods yo setts in da air

[Lord
When the biblical stories were
They left out the one call Lord Infamous
the horror he possess, was one of a magnificence
He was set up, then loosed, look for mortal killing
He was set to lead the world into unholy of sin
The architect of
And of the six interior decorator
Of chambers of eternal
I'm the one that lit the furnace to the flow that forever
Supervisor of the torture, Lord, have
Not me,
I'm clever with of the Seven Seas and continents
The money shit, the blunt is lit, the bong is hit,
Watch the world, I crumble it, watch heaven, I it
God kicked out of heaven for he did the Devil bitch
Holdin angels hostage in the basement of Chapel
The only nigga to set heaven up for a fuckin gaffold
The Devil fever flowin through the hemisphere
Evil throw yo setts in da air
If you

Throw yo setts in da air

-Ah yeah, 3-6 Mafia runnin this, ho. Playa hatin don't hear me,
though. got a muthafuckin problem with the clan, step back into
this muthafuckin click if you can, nigga. Prophet Entertainment
runnin shit for the 9-5, to the 9 triple 6. It's like this, Joe.
Fuck you local ass bustas cause we got bigger to smoke. On that
example, muthafuckas.