Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

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

I already got 2 on the yard that don't run
So why would I wanna shit down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and that I launch
Here the king of archery come, a cracker dick
To f-ck you and that carpet you munch
If I'm not hardly the one, you must be the one
really, you kidding me, bitch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm like my daddy
d-dr-d-drinkin' my mama
like my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, running over in first
I aint even shift yet, I aint even here yet
I'm outta this earth, (yeah hoe)
But I just hit the
And I'm bout to walk into a bank a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
Where the
Bitch you better your purse
I gotta break up herb, gotta hit this syrup and I'm like 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 heart of a dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah suck a dick

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch you don't wanna 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 shit from you
You make me one of your feelings
hahahahaha,
Pick ya up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that hoki wag, hoki is bullshit
Run into this have ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was born on the Mississippi
Take no shit from a bitch or a
So so crazy got a f-cked up
Bi-polar, not I'm worser
I'll 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 aint ready for it

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' Yelawolf tear the off this muthaf-cka
You got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot 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 tell the cashier what I want
say I act like an asshole
When I pull up at the 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
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. Nada chance
I was thinkin' buying you some clothes
But was closed so I decided 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 Payless but know
They carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trailer trash
I am here, that's why I'm
I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a diary of diarrhea!
Me, and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an
I went to go 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch it up