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 rep my shit
You aint my city, you don't know about this
You don't want that drama you aint for it bitch
Now throw it up, (yeah hoe) it up (yeah hoe)
Throw it up (yeah hoe) it up
You aint for it bitch, throw it up
(Yeah hoe) it up
You aint ready for it

I already got 2 cars on the yard don't run
So why would I wanna break shit for you
Better be confused the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the king of come, with a cracker dick
To f-ck you and that 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 like my daddy
like my mama
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 aint even shift yet, I aint even here yet
I'm outta earth, right (yeah hoe)
But I hit the surface
And I'm to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
Where the
Bitch you check 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 of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you don't wanna step up to this
Boo, make a nigga hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, preaching to my
I don't be taking no shit from you
You make me hurt one of your
hahahahaha,
Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you sad now
You be on that wag, hoki wag? is bullshit
Run into this gangsta ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was born on the river
Take no shit a bitch or a nigga
So so crazy got a f-cked up
Bi-polar, not I'm worser
hurt ya
I got a crazy ass game
My nigga, I'm a untamed
ya ass down in my jungle
I do this, I tell hoes
You ready for it bitch

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' Yelawolf tear the roof off this
You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the of an elephant
Hello toots you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a
Come sit up front cause you kicking my and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I want
They say I act an asshole
When I pull up at the White
And I ask for an application, it back in her face an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a
That I bought from BK, you me to be proper?
Bitch you pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Nada chance
I was thinkin' about you some clothes
But was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, what some shoes 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
What a trash pioneer?
I am here, why I'm here
I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to 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 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