Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

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

I already got 2 on the yard that don't run
So why would I wanna shit down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and bars I launch
the king of archery come, with a cracker dick
To f-ck you and that p-ssy you munch
If I'm not the one, you must be barely the one
Baby really, you me, bitch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm stuntin my daddy
like my mama
Country like my uncles, like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, running over muthafuckas in
I aint even shift yet, I aint even 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
Where the
Bitch you better your purse
I gotta break up herb, gotta hit this syrup 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 chicken house with the of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
suckatash, yeah suck a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch you don't wanna step up to this misses
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a nigga hit his when
I'm up in the building, preaching to my
I don't be 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 that hoki wag, hoki wag? is
Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the
Bitch, I was born on the Mississippi
Take no shit a bitch or a nigga
So so crazy got a up temper
Bi-polar, not I'm worser
hurt ya
I got a ass mind game
My nigga, I'm a lion
ya ass down in my jungle
I do this, I tell hoes
You ready 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 I tell a cunt
Come sit up front you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what 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 her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you me to be proper?
Bitch you pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Nada chance
I was thinkin' about buying you some
But Target was closed so I decided to 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
They don't a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trailer trash
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 Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle 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