Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

[Gangsta Boo -
I see you bitches talking but you aint saying shit
Get the f-ck from round here, you rep my shit
You aint from my city, you don't about this
You want that drama you aint ready for it bitch
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 aint for it bitch

I already got 2 on the yard that don't run
So why would I wanna shit down for you
Let em be confused the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the king of archery come, a cracker dick
To f-ck you and that p-ssy 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' my daddy
d-d-d-drinkin' like my
C-c-country my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, running over muthafuckas in
I aint shift gears yet, I aint even here yet
I'm outta this earth, (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 herb and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling like I just hit the curb
So get the fuck outta my way, buddy you don't wanna run around the house with a hawk, little puppy dog, Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
suckatash, yeah suck a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you don't wanna step up to misses
Boo, make a nigga hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, preaching to my
I be taking no shit from you haters
You make me 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 born on the river
Take no shit from a or a nigga
So so got a f-cked up temper
Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm
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 them
You aint ready for it

[Eminem - 3]

Me an' Yelawolf the roof off this muthaf-cka
You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an
toots you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I want
They say I act like an
When I pull up at the Castle
And I ask for an application, throw it in her face an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a
That I bought BK, you expect me to be proper?
you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Nada chance
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, what about some shoes I
Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya
don't carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe
What a trailer 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 show you a thing or two about language
Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch it up