Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Words

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

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

Two words, States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, high stakes, smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody

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

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

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

Now throw ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas,
(Throw hands up high)
Everybody, fuck
Still to go, still 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
'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, been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, dated

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

God, it's the same me
I basically know now we 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 only to go down

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

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

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

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

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

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

Throw hands up
(Mos Def, K West)
your 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)

High an' it to 'em like