Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

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

I already got 2 cars on the that don't run
So why would I wanna break shit for you
Let em be confused with the punchlines and that I launch
Here the of archery come, with a cracker dick
To f-ck you and that p-ssy carpet you
If I'm not the one, you must be barely the one
Billy, a thriller, you kidding, I'm the prodigal son
And I'm like my daddy
d-d-d-drinkin' my mama
C-c-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 gears yet, I aint here yet
I'm outta earth, right (yeah hoe)
But I just hit the
And I'm bout to walk into a bank with a and black can of paint and check the clerk
the keys?
Bitch you check your purse
I got a brick of herb and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling like I might just hit the
So get the fuck outta my way, buddy you don't wanna run the chicken house with a hawk, little puppy dog, Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you wanna step up to this misses
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a nigga hit his knees
I'm up in the building, preaching to my
I don't be no shit from you haters
You make me hurt one of feelings
hahahahaha,

Pick ya up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on Hokeewag,
is bullshit
Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the
Bitch, I was born on the Mississippi
Take no from a bitch or a nigga
So so got a f-cked up temper
Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm
hurt ya
I got a crazy ass game
My nigga, I'm a lion
Hunt ya ass in my jungle
I do this, I them hoes
You aint for it bitch

[Eminem - 3]

Me an' Yelawolf tear the roof off muthaf-cka
You got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
Hello toots you look so eloquent, it's what I a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the what I want
They say I act like an
When I pull up at the White
And I ask for an application, throw it in her face an'
Tell the I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought BK, you expect me to be proper?
Bitch you pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Prada? Nada
I was thinkin' about buying you clothes
But Target was so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, about some shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya
They don't carry a 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trailer 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, and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle fingers aimed at you so we gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an
I to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little throw it up