[Chorus]
If you n***as ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
If you n***as 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***as 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 n***as 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 n***a 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 n***as 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 n***as includin' one female that's bumpin' so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin' that shit is these jealous-ass n***as and all player haters, you know
[Chorus]
If you n***as ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
If you n***as 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***as 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 n***as 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 n***as 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 bitch, that be actin' like a ho
That be actin' like a motherfuckin' buster that wants no more of the Three 6 Mafia
Tizzag wizzack n***as, 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
N***a didn't hear me do, but a motherfuckin' click, in somebody's yizzard he laid
Where the n***as in the club? Where the n***as 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***as ain't scared, throw your sets in the air
Throw your sets in the air, throw your sets in the air
If you n***as 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***as 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 n***as 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 n***a to ever set Heaven up for a fuckin' gaffle
The Devil fever flowin' through the fire hemisphere
Evil n***as 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***a got a motherfuckin' problem with the clan
Step back into this motherfuckin' Devil clique if you can, n***a
Prophet Entertainment runnin' this shit for the 9-5 to the 9 triple 6, it's like that, yo
Fuck you local-ass busters 'cause we got bigger blunts to smoke
On that nationwide lizzevel, motherfuckers