Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Yo Setts In Da Air

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

Boo]
I I finally have located the gates of death
Lie at night, to hatch my evil plots, I find myself
Stumblin the dark, up against the fuckin verge of sin
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, them came again
People don't you cause the Devil's Daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin you in half if you comprehend
Understand this shit a bitch is sayin to ya dawg
Lock you in the truck, mob through the within a mist of fog
fear a nigga callin himself a killa, what's up bitch
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with weak ass shit
Chillin at the hideout, out not worried bout a thang
Ballin through Black Haven, deep as 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 split some bitch's wig
Three 6 Mafia niggazz 1 female
That's so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is these jealous ass
And all hatas you know

J]
Comin from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis
Killas from the evergreen, guards we don't set
For my niggaz doin time in 201 for the
Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the Funkytown
I'm on that other level, a and a shovel
Fly down to put yo ass, you meet the Devil, the metal
Penalties I pay by 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, be actin like a bitch
be actin like a ho
That be like a muthafucka busta
That wants no more of the 3-6 Mafia, trizack-wizack
Come and feel these triggas, ya 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 hear me do, but a muthafuckin
In somebody's y-zard he
Where the niggaz in the
Where the niggaz in the streets ain't down 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 Infamous
Because the horror he possess, was one of a
He was set up, then loosed, look for mortal killing
He was set to lead the world into unholy of sin
The architect of
And of the six interior decorator
Of of eternal punishment
I'm the one that lit the furnace to the flow that burns
Supervisor of the torture, Lord, have
Not me,
I'm clever with corruption of the Seven and continents
The shit, the blunt is lit, the bong is hit, astonishin
Watch the world, I crumble it, watch heaven, I it
God kicked out of heaven for he did the Devil bitch
Holdin angels hostage in the basement of Hell
The only ever to set heaven up for a fuckin gaffold
The Devil fever flowin through the fire
Evil throw yo setts in da air
If you

Throw yo setts in da air

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