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 know about this
You want that 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 aint for it bitch, throw it up
(Yeah hoe) it up
You aint for it bitch

I already got 2 cars on the yard that run
So why would I wanna shit down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and that I launch
the king 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 must be the one
Baby really, you kidding me, bitch I'm the son
And I'm stuntin 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 Chevy, running over muthafuckas in first
I even 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 bank with a shank and black can of paint and check the
the keys?
Bitch you better check your
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 don't wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a dog Yelawolf and Eminem, shiiit!
Suckering suckatash, yeah suck a dick

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you wanna step up to this misses
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, to my children
I don't be taking no shit from you
You make me hurt one of feelings
hahahahaha,
ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that hoki wag, hoki wag? is
Run into this have ya preacher at the pulpit
Bitch, I was born on the Mississippi
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 ass mind game
My nigga, I'm a untamed
Hunt ya ass in my jungle
I do this, I them hoes
You aint for it bitch

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' tear the roof off this muthaf-cka
You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the of an elephant
Hello toots you so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna the cashier what I want
They say I act an asshole
When I pull up at the White
And I ask for an application, it back in her face an'
Tell the bitch I'm a rapper, I wack her in the head with 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. Nada chance
I was thinkin' about buying you clothes
But Target was closed so I 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 carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trailer pioneer?
I am here, that's why I'm
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 sign language
Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my 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