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

[Gangsta
I I finally have located the gates of death
Lie awake at night, to my evil plots, I find myself
Stumblin through the dark, up against the fuckin of sin
in my yard, oh my god, them demons came again
People don't you worry cause the Devil's got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin you in if you don't comprehend
Understand 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 you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit
Chillin at the hideout, smokin out not bout a thang
Ballin through Black Haven, as hell in that suburban, man
Always watchin my
Cause niggaz will jack you for your fuckin
Female I am, but don't a damn
If I some busta bitch's wig
Three 6 Mafia includin 1 female
bumpin so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is these jealous ass
And all playa you know

J]
Comin the darkness of the cut of North Memphis bitch
Killas from the evergreen, guards we don't set
For my doin time in 201 for the crime
Let's get in the line and throw the Funkytown sign
I'm on other level, a coffin and a shovel
Fly down to put yo ass, before you meet the Devil, the
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 like a
be actin like a ho
That be like a muthafucka busta
That 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,
Triple 6, in the muthafuckin pl-zay
For the n-zine
Nigga didn't me do, but a muthafuckin click
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 throw yo in da air

[Lord
When the biblical stories were
They left out the one they call Infamous
Because the he possess, was one of a magnificence
He was set up, then loosed, look for suddenly killing
He was set to the world into unholy acts of sin
The of hell
And of the six interior decorator
Of chambers of eternal
I'm the one that lit the to the flow that burns 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 is hit, astonishin
the world, I crumble it, watch heaven, I rumble it
God kicked out of heaven for he did the Devil bitch
angels hostage in the basement of Hell Chapel
The only ever to set heaven up for a fuckin gaffold
The Devil fever through the fire hemisphere
Evil throw yo setts in da air
If you

16x: Throw yo in da air

-Ah yeah, 3-6 Mafia runnin this, ho. Playa hatin just don't me,
though. Nigga got a muthafuckin problem with the clan, step back
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 local ass bustas cause we got bigger blunts to smoke. On
example, muthafuckas.