Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Words

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

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

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

Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot
Calm down, get back, ghetto people, got
ball, lock shit, dump off, cock shit
We stop shit, everybody move

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

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

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 they the sky)
Everybody, that
Still nowhere to go, still 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 signed
Most imitated, nominated
accommodated, cheerleader, prom dated

Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, 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 how the game be
I let 'em change me
on Judgment Day, you gon' blame me

Look God, it's the me
I basically know now we racially profile
(Throw your up high)
Cuffed up and hosed down, up and hoe down
Plus I got a whole city to down
From the bottom to the top, so place to go down

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

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

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

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

your hands up
(Motherfuckers askin', who is that?)
Throw hands 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)
your hands up
(We got concert, it was no contest)

High an' show it to 'em