Luyện nghe bài hát 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
If you niggaz ain't scared throw yo in da air
Throw yo setts in da air throw yo in da air
Cause we some killa ass
And we don't give a
We come to the fuckin laws
And tear the fuckin up
we some killa ass niggaz
And we don't give a
We come to the fuckin laws
And the fuckin club up

Boo]
I think I finally have the gates of death
Lie awake at night, to hatch my evil plots, I myself
Stumblin through the dark, up against the fuckin of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, them demons came
People don't you worry the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin you in half if you comprehend
this shit a gansta bitch is sayin to ya dawg
Lock you in the truck, mob through the night within a of fog
Never fear a nigga callin himself a killa, up bitch
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 in that suburban, man
Always watchin my
niggaz will jack you for your fuckin shit
Female I am, but don't a damn
If I split some bitch's wig
Three 6 Mafia niggazz 1 female
That's bumpin so on you hoes
The only talkin that shit is these jealous ass niggaz
And all playa you know

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

[D.J.
I'm scopin out these nothins, that be actin like a bitch
That be like a ho
That be actin a muthafucka busta
That wants no more of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack
Come and feel these triggas, ya ya bad
Bellin out Haven but I double dem bucks in yo ass, instead
Triple muthafuckin 6, in the muthafuckin
For the n-zine
Nigga didn't me do, but a muthafuckin click
In y-zard he laid
Where the niggaz in the
the niggaz 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 out the one they call Lord Infamous
Because the he possess, was one of a magnificence
He was set up, then loosed, look for suddenly killing
He was set to lead the into unholy acts of sin
The architect of
And inventor of the six interior
Of of eternal punishment
I'm the one that lit the furnace to the that burns forever
of the torture, Lord, have mercy?
Not me,
I'm clever with corruption of the Seven Seas and
The money shit, the is lit, the bong is hit, astonishin
Watch the world, I crumble it, heaven, I rumble it
God kicked Scarecrow out of heaven for he did the bitch
Holdin hostage in the basement of Hell Chapel
The only nigga to set heaven up for a fuckin gaffold
The Devil fever flowin through the fire
niggaz throw yo setts in da air
If you

Throw yo setts in da air

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