Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up (Remix)

(featuring Pastor & Young Buck)
Jon]
Let's go, go
Yeahhhh! (yo, yo)
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin' Side Boyz
(Ayo), ok, (ayo), Pastor (come on) Yeah!
(D-S-G-B, on), we represent for everybody, everybody
All the niggaz in America (come on)
Where you at or where the you from (come on)
We represent for y'all (come on), who (come on), we for

[Lil'
G-A, throw it up, town, throw it up
Tennessee, throw it up, St. Louis, it up
J-Ville, it up, Mississippi, throw it up
Alabama, throw it up, V-A, it up
Detroit, throw it up, D-C, it up
Dallas, Texas, throw it up, the Carolinas, it up
niggaz, throw it up, Louisiana, throw it up
The Bay niggaz, throw it up, go

Jon]
Throw it up motherfucker, it up
it up motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up motherfucker, it up
Throw it up (where you from), it up
If you to throw it up get the fuck out the club
If you to throw it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up get the out the club

[Lil'
Back up bitch, get the out my way
Hey, move the fuck back bitch, the fuck back
Back up bitch, get the out my way
Hey, move the fuck back bitch, the fuck back
you looking at nigga, what you looking at nigga
Not me or my click, we too trill my
What you looking at nigga, what you at nigga
Not me or my click, we too trill my
We too deep off in this bitch, we too deep off in this
It's more of us than it is in the club stupid
We too deep off in this bitch, we too deep off in bitch
It's more of us than it is in the stupid bitch
Y'all niggaz there, y'all niggaz ain't shit
hoes over there, y'all hoes ain't shit
We run this, what, we run this,
We run this, what, we run this,

[Lil'
it up motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up motherfucker, it up
Throw it up motherfucker, it up
Throw it up (where you from), it up
If you scared to throw it up get the out the club
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club

[Pastor
The last nigga is the
Ready to ya
You know (come on), I don't play no games
D-S-G-B, you the name
Wood grain in the Dooley truck
Got the black and red seats the Georgie tuft
And I got my hanging out the window
Ready to bust the head of a pretender
Nigga as soon as I you know I'm making noise
Troy and the East Side Boyz
A-K bustin', I ride the clip
I cock that hoe and let it rip
To ship is what I live for
him (haha), fuck her (come on)
I'm representing, put more Yak in my mug (come on)
So I can it up

[Lil'
Throw it up motherfucker, it up
it up motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up motherfucker, it up
Throw it up (where you from), it up
If you scared to throw it up get the out the club
If you to throw it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club

Jon]
Yeah, ok, ok, the fuck up, hold the fuck up, yeah
I'm looking this bitch, aha
I see a lot of ain't throwin' up shit, what
Y'all niggaz be scared to represent your shit, you scared
You be scared nigga, you scared
Fuck shit, fuck it
All my real niggaz, what's up, that's of they hood, yeah
All my real ladies, yeah, proud of they hood, yeah
And they never been scared, yeah
Say this shit,

Jon]
Bitch I ain't scared, bitch I scared
Bitch I ain't scared, I scared motherfucker
Bitch I ain't scared, bitch I scared
Bitch I ain't scared, I scared motherfucker
Bitch I scared, bitch I ain't scared
Bitch I scared, I ain't scared motherfucker
Bitch I scared, bitch I ain't scared
Bitch I ain't scared, I ain't scared

[Young
Born in the dirty, dirty, stop and they still
They tried to hit me like 50 but bitch I'm livin'
Flinch and I get ya hit, do it like Georgia boys
The A-K with the rubber grip, it's something they ain't seen
Look Jon I think they scared, let's bring down south
And show 'em how the look and how our hoes bounce
don't want no trouble, shorty don't wanna fight
But let him talkin' I bet ya shorty gon' die tonight
I planned on gettin' put out the club I came
My down for whatever, we all ride with them thangs
Breakin' bottles `cross heads, fuck what a hater said
gangstas don't live long as the ones that ain't breakin' bread
I tried to keep it up, quit and let my man's get it
see no bricks but I still got my hands in it
Cashville, Tennekey. I told you Imma it up
Soldier, my nigga. Now go on and throw it up.

[Lil'
it up motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up motherfucker, it up
it up motherfucker, throw it up
Throw it up (where you from), it up
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to it up get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up get the fuck out the
If you scared to throw it up get the fuck out the