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

Boo]
I think I finally have located the gates of
Lie awake at night, to hatch my plots, I find myself
Stumblin through the dark, up the fuckin verge of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, them came again
People don't you worry cause the Devil's 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 the night within a mist of fog
fear a nigga 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 bout a thang
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 give a
If I split busta bitch's wig
Three 6 niggazz includin 1 female
That's so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is these ass niggaz
And all hatas you know

J]
Comin from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis
from the evergreen, guards we don't set trip
For my doin time in 201 for the crime
Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the sign
I'm on that other level, a coffin and a
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 steady scopin out nothins, that be actin like a bitch
That be like a ho
That be actin like a muthafucka
That wants no of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack niggas
Come and these triggas, ya figure ya bad
Bellin out Black Haven but I double dem in yo ass, instead
Triple 6, in the muthafuckin pl-zay
For the n-zine
Nigga didn't me do, but a muthafuckin click
In somebody's he laid
the niggaz 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 stories were written
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 world into acts of sin
The of hell
And inventor of the six interior
Of chambers of eternal
I'm the one that lit the to the flow that burns forever
of the torture, Lord, have mercy?
Not me,
I'm clever with of the Seven Seas and continents
The shit, the blunt is lit, the bong is hit, astonishin
Watch the world, I it, watch heaven, I rumble it
God kicked Scarecrow out of for he did the Devil bitch
Holdin angels hostage in the basement of Hell
The only nigga ever to set up for a fuckin gaffold
The Devil fever flowin the fire hemisphere
Evil niggaz throw yo in da air
If you

Throw yo setts in da air

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