Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Yo Setts In Da Air

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

[Gangsta
I think I have located the gates of death
Lie awake at night, to hatch my evil plots, I myself
through the dark, up against the fuckin verge of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, demons came 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
Lock you in the truck, mob through the night a mist of fog
Never fear a callin himself a killa, what's up bitch
Boy you you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit
Chillin at the hideout, smokin out not worried bout a
Ballin through Haven, deep as hell in that suburban, man
Always my back
Cause niggaz will jack you for your shit
Female I am, but don't a damn
If I some busta bitch's wig
6 Mafia niggazz includin 1 female
That's so hard on you hoes
The only talkin that shit is these jealous ass niggaz
And all playa hatas you

J]
Comin from the of the cut of North Memphis bitch
Killas from the evergreen, guards we don't set
For my niggaz doin time in 201 for the
get in the gangsta line and throw the Funkytown sign
I'm on that other level, a and a shovel
Fly down to put yo ass, 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 towing

[D.J.
I'm steady scopin out these nothins, that be actin a bitch
That be actin a ho
That be actin like a busta
wants no more of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack niggas
Come and feel triggas, ya figure ya bad
Bellin out Black Haven but I double dem bucks in yo ass,
muthafuckin 6, in the muthafuckin pl-zay
For the decade
Nigga didn't hear me do, but a muthafuckin
In y-zard he laid
Where the in the club?
Where the niggaz in the streets ain't 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 they call Lord
Because the horror he possess, was one of a
He was set up, then loosed, look for suddenly mortal
He was set to the world 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 flow burns forever
Supervisor of the torture, Lord, mercy?
Not me,
I'm clever with corruption of the Seas and continents
The money shit, the blunt is lit, the is hit, astonishin
Watch the world, I it, watch 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 ever to set heaven up for a fuckin gaffold
The Devil flowin through the fire hemisphere
Evil niggaz throw yo in da air
If you

Throw yo setts in da air

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