Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

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

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

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you don't wanna step up to this
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, to my children
I don't be taking no shit from you
You make me hurt one of feelings
hahahahaha,
ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that hoki wag, hoki is bullshit
Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the
Bitch, I was born on the Mississippi
Take no from a bitch or a nigga
So so crazy got a up temper
Bi-polar, not I'm worser
hurt ya
I got a crazy ass 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' tear 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 I'm a rapper, then I wack 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? chance
I was thinkin' about you some clothes
But Target was so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, what some shoes I thought
I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya know
They carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe
What a trailer pioneer?
I am here, why I'm here
I got a rhyme book it's more like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle fingers at you so we don't gotta 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 my tongue, little bitch throw it up