Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

[Gangsta Boo -
I see you bitches talking loud but you saying shit
Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my
You aint from my city, you don't know this
You don't want that drama you aint ready for it
Now it up, (yeah hoe) throw it up (yeah hoe)
it up (yeah hoe) throw it up
You aint ready for it bitch, it up
(Yeah hoe) it up
You aint for it bitch

I already got 2 cars on the yard that run
So why would I wanna shit down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and bars that I
the king of archery come, with a cracker dick
To f-ck you and p-ssy carpet you munch
If I'm not hardly the one, you be barely the one
really, you kidding me, bitch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm stuntin my daddy
d-dr-d-drinkin' like my
Country like my uncles, stuttering a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, over muthafuckas in first
I aint even shift gears yet, I even here yet
I'm this earth, right (yeah hoe)
But I just hit the
And I'm bout to walk into a bank with a shank and can of paint and check the clerk
the keys?
Bitch you better check your
I gotta break up herb, gotta hit this syrup and I'm feeling like I might hit the curb
So get the fuck my way, buddy you don't wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
suckatash, yeah suck a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you don't wanna up to this misses
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a nigga hit his knees
I'm up in the building, to my children
I don't be taking no from you haters
You make me hurt one of your
hahahahaha,
ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that wag, hoki wag? is bullshit
Run this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was born on the Mississippi
Take no shit a bitch or a nigga
So so crazy got a f-cked up
Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm
I'll ya
I got a crazy ass game
My nigga, I'm a lion
Hunt ya ass down in my
I do this, I tell them
You ready for it bitch

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' Yelawolf the roof off this muthaf-cka
You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the of an elephant
toots you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna the cashier what I want
They say I act like an
When I up at the White Castle
And I ask for an application, throw it back in her an'
Tell the I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you me to be proper?
you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Nada chance
I was about buying you some clothes
But Target was so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the was, was locked, what about some shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but know
don't carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trailer pioneer?
I am here, why I'm here
I don't got a rhyme book it's like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign
Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an
I to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna my tongue, little bitch throw it up