Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Yo Setts In Da Air

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

[Gangsta
I think I finally have located the gates of
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 cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal you in half if you don't comprehend
Understand this shit a gansta bitch is to ya dawg
Lock you in the truck, mob the night within a mist of fog
Never a nigga callin himself a killa, what's up bitch
Boy you claim you so buck wild with that weak ass shit
Chillin at the hideout, smokin out not worried bout a
Ballin Black Haven, deep as hell in that suburban, man
watchin my back
Cause niggaz will you for your fuckin shit
Female I am, but don't a damn
If I split some busta wig
Three 6 Mafia includin 1 female
That's so hard on you hoes
The only ones that shit is these jealous ass niggaz
And all playa hatas you

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

[D.J.
I'm steady scopin out nothins, that be actin like a bitch
That be like a ho
be actin like a muthafucka busta
That wants no of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack niggas
Come and feel these triggas, ya ya bad
Bellin out Black Haven but I double dem bucks in yo ass,
Triple muthafuckin 6, in the muthafuckin
For the n-zine
Nigga didn't hear me do, but a click
In somebody's he laid
Where the in the club?
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 stories were written
They left out the one they Lord Infamous
the horror he possess, was one of a magnificence
He was set up, then loosed, look for suddenly mortal
He was set to lead the world into acts of sin
The of hell
And inventor of the six interior
Of chambers of punishment
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 corruption of the 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 kicked Scarecrow out of for he did the Devil bitch
Holdin angels hostage in the basement of Chapel
The only nigga ever to set heaven up for a gaffold
The Devil fever flowin the fire hemisphere
Evil niggaz yo setts in da air
If you

16x: yo setts in da air

-Ah yeah, 3-6 Mafia runnin this, ho. Playa hatin just hear me,
though. got a muthafuckin 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.
you local ass bustas cause we got bigger blunts to smoke. On that
example, muthafuckas.