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 know about this
You don't want 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 aint for it bitch

I already got 2 cars on the yard that run
So why would I break shit down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and bars that I
Here the king of archery come, with a dick
To f-ck you and that p-ssy you munch
If I'm not hardly the one, you must be the one
Baby really, you me, bitch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm stuntin like my
like my mama
Country like my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, running muthafuckas in first
I aint even shift gears yet, I aint even 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 black can of paint and check the
Where the
Bitch you better your purse
I gotta break up herb, gotta hit this syrup and I'm feeling like I might hit the curb
So get the fuck outta my way, you don't wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah 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, preaching to my
I be taking no shit from you haters
You make me one of your feelings
hahahahaha,
Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you sad now
You be on hoki wag, hoki wag? is bullshit
Run this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was on the Mississippi river
Take no shit from a bitch or a
So so crazy got a up temper
Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm
hurt 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 aint ready for it

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' Yelawolf tear the roof off muthaf-cka
You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an
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 the cashier what I want
say I act like an asshole
When I pull up at the White
And I ask for an application, throw it in her face an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, I wack her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you expect me to be
you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Prada? Nada
I was thinkin' about buying you some
But Target was closed so I decided to on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, what about some I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to but what'dya know
don't carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
a trailer trash pioneer?
I am here, that's why I'm
I don't got a rhyme it's more like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta AT YOU!
Oww! I bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little throw it up