Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Words

We in the streets playa, mail
It's only two you'll end up
Either or in jail
nowhere to go, still nowhere to go

Now throw ya up
Bustless, bustas, boostas,
Everybody, that
nowhere to go, still nowhere to go

Two words, United States, no love, no
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, black
Big Macs, fat folks, capsules
scandals, everybody move

Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot
Calm down, get back, people, got this
Game ball, shit, dump off, cock shit
We won't shit, everybody move

Two words, BK , NY,
Two hawks, too hungry, too many, why
streets know game, can't ball, don't play
Heavy traffic, one lane, everybody

Two words, Mos Def, check, hot shit
down, get back, ghetto people got this
Game point lock, pump cocked
We won't stop, everybody

Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas,
(Throw hands up high)
Everybody, that
Still to go, still nowhere to go

And keep ya up bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes
(Till reach the sky)
Everybody, that
Still nowhere to go, still to go

Aiyyo, two words, Chi town, side, world wide
'Cuz I rep that, I fuckin' die
One neck, two chains, one waist, two
One wall, twenty plaques, say, "Gimme that"

I am limelight, Blueprint, 5
Go get his rhyme like, shoulda been twice
Most imitated, Grammy
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom

Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, it
Felt like it rained till the caved in
Two words, Chi town, me, crazy
So I by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"

Screamin', "Jesus, me"
You how the game be
I can't let 'em me
'Cuz on Judgment Day, you blame me

Look God, it's the me
I basically know now we could profile
(Throw your up high)
Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe
Plus I got a whole city to hold
From the bottom to the top, so only place to go

And keep ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas,
(Till reach the sky)
Everybody, that
Still nowhere to go, nowhere to go

Two words, Freeway, two letters, A R
Turn y'all rap into two words, fast runners
Like Jackie Jurner, you better with your burner
The heat skeet, a reef through ya car

My God, two words, no guns, arms
Break necks, break backs, Steven
Free bars, fresh men of the Roc
the beef in the pot, Jay sent for his dogs

And broads, forget ya squad, let 'em for yourself
Have you screamin' out words 'Send for the Lord'
Two words, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, leave with his

Throw hands up
(Red, white, blue, black)
Throw hands up
(Calm down, back)

Throw hands up
(Motherfuckers askin', who is that?)
your hands up
(You know it's the almighty, Johnny Jack)

Throw your up
(Mos Def, K West)
your hands up
(There go people, get this off ya chest)

Throw your up
(North to the south, to the east, to the west)
your hands up
(We got concert, it was no contest)

High an' show it to 'em