Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Words

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

Now throw ya 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, people, got this
ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We stop shit, everybody move

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

Two words, Mos Def, black check, hot
Calm down, get back, ghetto people got
Game lock, long pump cocked
We won't stop, everybody

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

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

Aiyyo, two words, Chi town, side, world wide
'Cuz I rep that, till I 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, shoulda been twice
Most imitated, nominated
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom

Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, it
like it rained till the roof caved in
Two words, Chi town, raised me,
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 know now we could racially profile
(Throw hands up high)
Cuffed up and down, pimped up and hoe down
I got a whole city to hold down
From the bottom to the top, so place to go down

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

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

My God, two words, no guns, arms
necks, break backs, Steven Seagul
Free young bars, 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 four words 'Send for the
Two words, slightly retarded
Fuck around, throw a in ya artist, leave with his broad

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

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

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

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

an' show it to 'em like