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

Boo]
I think I finally have located the gates of
Lie awake at night, to hatch my evil plots, I myself
Stumblin through the dark, up the fuckin verge of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, them demons came
don't you worry cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin you in half if you don't
Understand this shit a bitch is sayin to ya dawg
Lock you in the truck, mob through the within a mist of fog
Never fear a nigga callin himself a killa, up bitch
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild that weak ass shit
Chillin at the hideout, out not worried bout a thang
through Black Haven, deep as hell in that suburban, man
Always watchin my
Cause niggaz will jack you for your shit
I am, but don't give a damn
If I split some busta wig
Three 6 Mafia includin 1 female
That's bumpin so on you hoes
The only ones that shit is these jealous ass niggaz
And all playa you know

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

[D.J.
I'm steady scopin out nothins, that be actin like a bitch
That be actin a ho
That be like a muthafucka busta
That wants no of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack niggas
and feel these triggas, ya figure ya bad
Bellin out Black Haven but I dem bucks in yo ass, instead
Triple muthafuckin 6, in the pl-zay
For the decade
Nigga hear me do, but a muthafuckin click
In somebody's y-zard he
Where the niggaz in the
Where the niggaz in the 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 were written
They left out the one they call Infamous
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 decorator
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 corruption of the Seven Seas and continents
The money shit, the blunt is lit, the bong is hit,
Watch the world, I crumble it, heaven, I rumble it
God Scarecrow out of heaven for he did the Devil bitch
Holdin angels hostage in the of Hell Chapel
The nigga ever to set heaven up for a fuckin gaffold
The Devil fever flowin through the hemisphere
niggaz throw yo setts in da air
If you

16x: yo setts in da air

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