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 from my city, you don't know about this
You don't that drama you aint ready for it bitch
Now throw it up, (yeah hoe) 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 ready for it

I already got 2 cars on the yard don't run
So why would I wanna shit down for you
be confused with the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the of archery 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
really, you kidding me, bitch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm stuntin like my
like my mama
Country my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a Chevy, running over muthafuckas in first
I even shift gears yet, I aint even here yet
I'm outta earth, right (yeah hoe)
But I hit the surface
And I'm to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
Where the
Bitch you better your purse
I gotta break up herb, hit this syrup and I'm feeling like I might just hit the curb
So get the fuck outta my way, buddy you wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, 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, 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 hurt one of your
hahahahaha,
Pick ya up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that wag, hoki wag? is bullshit
Run into this have ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was on the Mississippi river
Take no shit from a 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
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 aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an
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 what I
They say I act like an
I pull up at the White Castle
And I ask for an application, throw it in her face an'
the bitch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you me to be proper?
you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Prada? Nada
I was thinkin' about buying you some
But Target was closed so I 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 what'dya
They don't a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
is ugly 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 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
Middle fingers at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an
I went to go tell 'em all to go get
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little bitch it up