Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

[Gangsta Boo -
I see you talking loud but you aint saying shit
Get the f-ck from here, you don't rep my shit
You aint my city, you don't know about this
You don't want that drama you 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 for it bitch

I already got 2 on the yard that don't run
So why I wanna break shit down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and bars I launch
Here the of archery come, with a cracker dick
To f-ck you and that p-ssy 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 like my daddy
d-dr-d-drinkin' my mama
Country like my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, over muthafuckas in first
I aint even shift gears yet, I 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 purse
I gotta break up herb, gotta hit this syrup and I'm like I might just hit the curb
So get the outta 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 a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
Bitch please you wanna step up to this misses
Boo, make a nigga hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, to my children
I don't be taking no shit you haters
You make me hurt one of feelings
hahahahaha,
Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you sad now
You be on that hoki wag, wag? is bullshit
Run into gangsta 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
hurt ya
I got a crazy ass game
My nigga, I'm a lion
Hunt ya ass in my jungle
I do this, I tell them
You aint for it bitch

- Verse 3]
Me an' Yelawolf tear the off this 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 cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier I want
say I act like an asshole
When I pull up at the White
And I ask for an application, it back 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 expect me to be
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 over to
But the doors was, was locked, what about shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but 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 trash
I am here, why I'm here
I don't got a rhyme book it's like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign
Middle fingers aimed at you so we gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an
I went to go 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna my tongue, little bitch throw it up