Luyện nghe bài hát Throw It Up

[Gangsta Boo -
I see you talking loud but you aint saying shit
Get the f-ck round here, you don't rep my shit
You aint from my city, you don't know about
You don't want that drama you aint ready for it
Now throw it up, (yeah hoe) 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 got 2 cars on the yard that don't run
So why would I wanna break down for you
be confused with the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the king of archery come, with a dick
To f-ck you and p-ssy carpet you munch
If I'm not the one, you must be barely the one
Baby really, you 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 Chevy, running over muthafuckas in first
I aint even shift gears yet, I aint 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 check the
Where the
Bitch you better your purse
I break up herb, gotta 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, suck a dick bitch

[Gangsta Boo - 2]
please you don't wanna step up to this misses
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, a nigga hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, preaching to my
I don't be taking no from you haters
You make me one of your feelings
hahahahaha,
Pick ya up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that hoki wag, hoki is bullshit
Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the
Bitch, I was on the Mississippi river
no shit from a bitch or a nigga
So so crazy got a f-cked up
Bi-polar, not I'm worser
I'll ya
I got a crazy ass mind
My nigga, I'm a lion
Hunt ya ass down in my
I do this, I them hoes
You aint ready for it

[Eminem - 3]
Me an' tear the roof off this 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
sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I want
They say I act like an
When I pull up at the White
And I ask for an application, throw it back in her an'
Tell the I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you expect me to be
you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Nada chance
I was thinkin' about buying you some
But was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, what some shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya
don't carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe
What a trailer pioneer?
I am here, that's why I'm
I don't got a book it's more like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my lip, it was an accident
I to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, bitch throw it up