Throw Yo Sets In Da Air lyrics

[Chorus]
If you n*ggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
If you n*ggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
'Cause we some killer-ass n*ggas and we don't give a f*ck
We come to break some f*ckin' laws, and tear the f*ckin' club up
'Cause we some killer-ass n*ggas and we don't give a f*ck
We come to break some f*ckin' laws, and tear the f*ckin' club up

[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
I think I finally have located the gates of hell
Lie awake at night, to hatch my evil plots, I find myself
Stumblin' through the dark, up against the f*ckin' verge of sins
Bodies in my yard, oh my god, them demons came again
People don't you worry 'cause the Devil's daughter got a plan
Ho, eternal burnin' you will have if you don't comprehend
Understand this sh*t a gangster b*tch is sayin' to ya dome
Lock you in the trunk, mob through the night within the mist of fog
Never fear a n*gga callin' himself a killer, what's up, b*tch?
Boy, you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak-ass sh*t
Chillin' at the hideout, smokin' out, not worried 'bout a thang
Ballin' through Blackhaven, deep as hell in that suburban, mane
Always watchin' my back 'cause n*ggas will jack you for your f*ckin' sh*t
Female I am, but don't give a damn about splittin' some buster b*tches wig
Three 6 Mafia n*ggas includin' one female that's bumpin' so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin' that sh*t is these jealous-ass n*ggas and all player haters, you know
[Chorus]
If you n*ggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
If you n*ggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
'Cause we some killer-ass n*ggas and we don't give a f*ck
We come to break some f*ckin' laws, and tear the f*ckin' club up
'Cause we some killer-ass n*ggas and we don't give a f*ck
We come to break some f*ckin' laws, and tear the f*ckin' club up

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Comin' from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis, b*tch
Killers from the Evergreen gardens, we don't set trip
For my n*ggas doin' time in 2-0-1 for the crime
Let's get in the gangsta line and throw the Funkytown sign
I'm on that other level, a coffin and a shovel
Flat ground to put your ass before you meet the Devil, the metal
Penalties I pay by punk-ass opponents, I practice pain
Juice Mane no gang but I slang that thang, I keep it totin', mane

[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
I'm steady scopin' out these nothins
That be actin' like a b*tch, that be actin' like a ho
That be actin' like a motherf*ckin' buster that wants no more of the Three 6 Mafia
Tizzag wizzack n*ggas, come and feel these triggers, ya figure ya bad
Bellin' out Blackhaven but I double them bucks in your ass, instead
Triple motherf*ckin' 6, in the motherf*ckin' plizzay for the nizzine decade
n*gga didn't hear me do, but a motherf*ckin' click, in somebody's yizzard he laid
Where the n*ggas in the club? Where the n*ggas in the streets ain't down with us?
Man, say a few prayers
G-Ds, V-Ls, crizzips, blizzoods, all hoods throw your sets in the air
[Chorus]
If you n*ggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
If you n*ggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
'Cause we some killer-ass n*ggas and we don't give a f*ck
We come to break some f*ckin' laws, and tear the f*ckin' club up
'Cause we some killer-ass n*ggas and we don't give a f*ck
We come to break some f*ckin' laws, and tear the f*ckin' club up

[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
When the biblical stories were written they left out the one they call Lord Infamous
Because the horror he possessed was one of a magnificence
He was said to be Lucifers only mortal kin
And he was sent to lead the world into unholy acts of sin
The architect of hell and inventor of the six
Interior decorator of chambers of eternal punishment
I'm the one that lit the furnace to the flame that burns forever
Supervisor of the torture, Lord have mercy? Not me, never
I'm clever with corruption of the Seven Seas and continents
Demonic sh*t, the blunt is lit, abolishment, astonishin'
Watch the world, I crumble it, watch Heaven, I rumble it
God kicked Scarecrow out of Heaven for he did the Devil, b*tch
Holdin' angels hostage in the basement of Hell's Chapel
The only n*gga to ever set Heaven up for a f*ckin' gaffle
The Devil fever flowin' through the fire hemisphere
Evil n*ggas throw your sets in the air, if you dare
[Bridge]
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air

[Outro: DJ Paul]
Ah, yeah, Three 6 Mafia runnin' this, ho
Player hater just don't hear me, though
n*gga got a motherf*ckin' problem with the clan
Step back into this motherf*ckin' Devil clique if you can, n*gga
Prophet Entertainment runnin' this sh*t for the 9-5 to the 9 triple 6, it's like that, yo
f*ck you local-ass busters 'cause we got bigger blunts to smoke
On that nationwide lizzevel, motherf*ckers