Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Words

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

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

Two words, States, no love, no brakes
Low brow, stakes, crack 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
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, ball, don't play
Heavy traffic, one lane, move

Two words, Mos Def, black check, hot
Calm down, get back, people got this
Game point lock, pump cocked
We stop, everybody move

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

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

Aiyyo, two words, Chi town, South side, world
'Cuz I rep that, till I die
One neck, two chains, one waist, two
One wall, twenty plaques, say, "Gimme that"

I am limelight, Blueprint, 5
Go get his rhyme like, been signed twice
Most imitated, Grammy
Hotel accommodated, cheerleader, prom

Barbershop, playa hated, mom and pop, it
Felt like it rained till the caved 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 Day, you gon' blame me

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

And keep ya up bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes
(Till reach the sky)
Everybody, that
Still nowhere to go, still 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 in the pot, Jay sent for his dogs

And broads, ya squad, let 'em find for yourself
you screamin' out four 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)

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

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

your 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