Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Words

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

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

Two words, States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy
Presidential scandals, 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 stop shit, 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, check, hot shit
Calm down, get back, people got this
Game lock, long pump cocked
We won't stop, move

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

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

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

Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, it
Felt like it rained 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 let 'em change me
'Cuz on Judgment Day, you blame me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Throw hands 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