Throw Yo Sets In Da Air

[Chorus] If you niggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air If you niggas 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 niggas and we don't give a fuck We come to break some fuckin' laws, and tear the fuckin' club up 'Cause we some killer-ass niggas and we don't give a fuck We come to break some fuckin' laws, and tear the fuckin' 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 fuckin' 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 shit a gangster bitch is sayin' to ya dome Lock you in the trunk, mob through the night within the mist of fog Never fear a nigga callin' himself a killer, what's up, bitch? Boy, you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak-ass shit 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 niggas will jack you for your fuckin' shit Female I am, but don't give a damn about splittin' some buster bitches wig Three 6 Mafia niggas includin' one female that's bumpin' so hard on you hoes The only ones talkin' that shit is these jealous-ass niggas and all player haters, you know [Chorus] If you niggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air If you niggas 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 niggas and we don't give a fuck We come to break some fuckin' laws, and tear the fuckin' club up 'Cause we some killer-ass niggas and we don't give a fuck We come to break some fuckin' laws, and tear the fuckin' club up [Verse 2: Juicy J] Comin' from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis, bitch Killers from the Evergreen gardens, we don't set trip For my niggas doin' time in two O one 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 bitch, that be actin' like a hoe That be actin' like a motherfuckin' buster that wants no more of the Three 6 Mafia Tizzag wizzack niggas, come and feel these triggers, ya figure ya bad Bellin' out Blackhaven but I double them bucks in your ass, instead Triple motherfuckin' 6, in the motherfuckin' plizzay for the nizzine decade Nigga didn't hear me do, but a motherfuckin' click, in somebody's yizzard he laid Where the niggas in the club? Where the niggas 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 niggas ain't scared, throw your sets in the air Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air If you niggas 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 niggas and we don't give a fuck We come to break some fuckin' laws, and tear the fuckin' club up 'Cause we some killer-ass niggas and we don't give a fuck We come to break some fuckin' laws, and tear the fuckin' 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 shit, 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, bitch Holdin' angels hostage in the basement of Hell's Chapel The only nigga to ever set Heaven up for a fuckin' gaffle The Devil fever flowin' through the fire hemisphere Evil niggas 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, hoe Player hater just don't hear me, though Nigga got a motherfuckin' problem with the clan Step back into this motherfuckin' Devil clique if you can, nigga Prophet Entertainment runnin' this shit for the nine five to the nine triple 6, it's like that, yo Fuck you local-ass busters 'Cause we got bigger blunts to smoke on that nationwide lizzevel, motherfuckers