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 this
You don't want 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 ready for it bitch

I got 2 cars on the yard that don't run
So why would I break shit down for you
Let em be confused with the punchlines and bars that I
Here the king of come, with a cracker dick
To f-ck you and p-ssy carpet you munch
If I'm not hardly the one, you be barely the one
Billy, a thriller, you kidding, bitch I'm the son
And I'm stuntin' like my
d-d-d-drinkin' like my
C-c-country like my uncles, stuttering a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a Chevy, running over muthafuckas in first
I aint even shift yet, I aint even here yet
I'm this earth, right (yeah hoe)
But I hit the surface
And I'm bout to walk into a with a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
the keys?
Bitch you better check purse
I got a brick of and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling 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 a hawk, little dog, Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
suckatash, yeah 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 nigga hit his when
I'm up in the building, preaching to my
I be taking no shit from you haters
You me hurt one of your feelings
hahahahaha,

Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you sad now
You be on Hokeewag,
Hokeewag is
Run into this gangsta 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 f-cked up
Bi-polar, not I'm worser
I'll ya
I got a crazy ass mind
My nigga, I'm a lion
Hunt ya ass down in my
I do this, I tell them
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 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 I want
They say I act an asshole
When I pull up at the White
And I ask for an application, throw it back in her an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head 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' about buying you some
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, 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 like a muthaf-ckin' of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign
Middle fingers aimed at you so we gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my lip, it was an accident
I went to go 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, bitch throw it up