Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

[Gangsta Boo -
I see you bitches talking but you aint saying shit
Get the f-ck from here, you don't rep my shit
You aint from my city, you don't about this
You don't 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 ready for it bitch, it up
(Yeah hoe) it up
You aint for it bitch

I already got 2 cars on the yard 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 king of archery come, with a cracker
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 like my daddy
d-d-d-drinkin' my mama
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 just hit the
And I'm bout to walk a bank with a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
Where the
Bitch you better your purse
I got a brick of herb and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling like I might hit the curb
So get the fuck outta my way, you don't wanna run around the chicken house with a hawk, little puppy dog, Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
please you don't 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 taking no shit from you
You make me hurt one of feelings
hahahahaha,

Pick ya up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on Hokeewag,
Hokeewag is
Run into this have ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was born on the river
Take no shit a bitch or a nigga
So so got a f-cked up temper
Bi-polar, not I'm worser
I'll ya
I got a crazy ass game
My nigga, I'm a untamed
Hunt ya ass in my jungle
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 a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tell the cashier what I want
They say I act an asshole
I pull up at the White 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 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' about buying you clothes
But Target was closed so I decided to mosey on to K-Mart
But the was, was locked, what 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 ugly boy swag, toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trash pioneer?
I am here, that's why I'm
I got a rhyme book it's more like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about language
fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta 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 bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up