Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

[Gangsta Boo -
I see you bitches talking loud but you aint saying
Get the f-ck 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 it up, (yeah hoe) throw 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 got 2 cars on the yard that don't run
So why would I wanna shit down for you
Better be confused the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the king of archery come, with a dick
To you and that p-ssy carpet you munch
If I'm not the one, you must be barely the one
Baby really, you kidding me, bitch I'm the son
And I'm like my daddy
d-dr-d-drinkin' my mama
like my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, running muthafuckas in first
I aint even shift yet, I aint even here yet
I'm outta earth, right (yeah hoe)
But I hit the surface
And I'm bout to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of paint and the clerk
the keys?
Bitch you better check your
I gotta break up herb, gotta hit this syrup and I'm feeling like I might hit the curb
So get the fuck my way, buddy you don't wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah suck a bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch you don't wanna step up to this misses
Boo, make a nigga hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, to my children
I be taking no shit from you haters
You make me hurt one of feelings
hahahahaha,
ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on hoki wag, hoki wag? is bullshit
Run this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was on the Mississippi river
Take no shit from a bitch or a
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 lion
Hunt ya ass down in my
I do this, I tell hoes
You aint for it bitch

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' Yelawolf the roof off this muthaf-cka
You got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
Hello you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the what I want
say I act like 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 wack her in the head a Whopper
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. Prada? Nada
I was thinkin' buying you some clothes
But was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, what about some I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to but what'dya know
They don't carry a 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 a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle fingers at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I went to go tell 'em all to go get
But I'm not bite my tongue, little bitch throw it up