Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

[Gangsta Boo -
I see you bitches talking loud but you aint shit
Get the f-ck from round here, you rep my shit
You aint from my city, you know about this
You want that drama you aint ready for it bitch
Now it up, (yeah hoe) throw 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 for it bitch

I already got 2 cars on the 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, 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
really, you kidding me, bitch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm stuntin like my
like my mama
Country my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a Chevy, running over muthafuckas in first
I aint even shift gears yet, I even here yet
I'm outta this earth, (yeah hoe)
But I just hit the
And I'm bout to walk a bank 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 syrup and I'm feeling like I might 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 puppy dog and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah suck a dick

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
please you don't wanna step up to this misses
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 from you haters
You make me hurt one of feelings
hahahahaha,
ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling 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
no shit from a bitch or a nigga
So so crazy got a f-cked up
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 them hoes
You aint ready for it

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' tear the roof off this muthaf-cka
You aint got the umph, a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
Hello you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I
They say I act 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 wack her in the with a Whopper
I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper?
Bitch you pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
di da da. Prada? Nada chance
I was thinkin' buying you some clothes
But Target was closed so I decided to on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, about some shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to but what'dya know
They don't carry a 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trash pioneer?
I am here, that's why I'm
I don't got a rhyme book it's more a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a or two about sign language
Middle fingers at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I went to go tell 'em all to go get
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch it up