Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

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

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

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you don't step up to this misses
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a nigga hit his when
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,
Pick ya up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on hoki wag, hoki wag? is bullshit
Run into this gangsta have ya at the pulpit
Bitch, I was born on the river
Take no shit from a bitch or a
So so got a f-cked up temper
Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm
I'll ya
I got a ass mind game
My nigga, I'm a untamed
Hunt ya ass down in my
I do this, I tell hoes
You ready for it bitch

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' Yelawolf the roof off this muthaf-cka
You got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
Hello toots you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I
say I act like an asshole
When I up at the White Castle
And I ask for an application, it back in her face an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I her in the head with a Whopper
I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper?
Bitch you pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Prada? Nada
I was about buying you some clothes
But Target was closed so I to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, what about shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to but what'dya know
They don't a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe
What a trailer trash
I am here, why I'm here
I don't got a rhyme book more 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 SCREAM 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 bite my tongue, little bitch it up