Luyện nghe bài hát Two Words

We in the streets player, get your
It's only two places end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go, still to go
Now throw ya hands up bustless, busters, boosters,
Everybody, that
nowhere to go, sill nowhere to go

Two words, United States, no love, no
Low brow, stakes, crack smoke, black folks
Big Macs, fat folks, ecstasy
scandals, everybody move!
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot
down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game ball, lock shit, dump off, shit
We stop shit, everybody move!
Two words, BK , NY,
Two hawks, too hungry, too many, why
These streets know game, can't ball, don't
traffic, one lane, everybody move!
Two words, Mos Def, black jack, hot
down, get back, ghetto people, got this
Game point lock, long pump
We stop, everybody move!

Now throw ya up bustless, busters (Throw your hands up high)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, that (oh)
nowhere to go, still nowhere to go (oh)

And ya hands up bustless, busters (Till they reach the sky)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, that (oh)
Still to go, still nowhere to go (oh)

Hey yo, two words, Chi town, side, world wide
I, rep that, till I, fucking 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, of been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy
accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated
Barbershop, player hated, mom and pop, it
Felt like it rained till the caved in
Two words, Chi town, raised me,
So I by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, Jesus me
You how the game be
I let em change me
Cause on Judgment Day, you blame me
Look God, the same me
I (Throw) basically know now (Your) we could (Up) profile (High)
Cuffed up and hosed down, up and hoe down (oh)
I got a whole city to hold down (oh)
From the to the top
So place to go down

And keep ya hands up bustless, busters (Till they the sky)
Boostas, hoes, everybody, that (oh)
Still nowhere to go, still to go (oh)

Two words, Freeway, two letters, A-R
Turn y'all rap niggas 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
Break necks, backs, Steven Segul
Free bars, fresh men of the Roc
Left the in the pot Jay sent for his dogs
And broads, forget ya squad, let em find for
you screaming out four words "Send for the Lord"
Two words, Freeway's slightly
Fuck around, throw a in ya artist, leave with his broad

(red) Your (white) hands (blue) Up (black)
Throw (calm) Your (down) (move) Up (back)
Throw (motherfuckers) (asking) hands (who is) up (that)
Throw (you know) your (it's the) (almighty) up (Black Jack)
(Mos) your (Def) hands (K) up (West)
Throw (there go) (people) hands (get this) up (shit off ya chest)
Throw (north) your (to the south) (to the east) up (to the west)
Throw (we got) (that concert) hands (it was no) up (contest)
High! (an it to 'em like)