Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Words

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

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

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

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

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

Two words, Mos Def, check, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto got this
Game point lock, pump cocked
We stop, everybody move

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

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

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

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

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

Screamin', "Jesus, me"
You know how the 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 racially
(Throw hands up high)
Cuffed up and hosed down, pimped up and hoe
Plus I got a whole city to hold
the bottom to the top, so only place to go down

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

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

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

And broads, forget ya squad, let 'em find for
Have you screamin' out four words 'Send for the
Two words, Freeway's retarded
Fuck around, throw a clip in ya artist, with his broad

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

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

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

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

an' show it to 'em like