Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

The duo is back, competition out the new style
get the heck out
Put on your battlin' gear but come strapped
Bullets are not needed, this it's rap for rap

I'm the move and soon you'll have to make yours back
In fact, the further the rhyme is dancin', Jack get a lip smack
So break up it's time you shook up, you gotta make up
It's time to break up the party, now you're up

Salt and gettin' swift, livin' up to par
And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra
Hurby's on the beats, has the musical notes
Spinderella's like a propeller spinnin' so dope
a lot of noise for all the boys shootin' the gift
Hold on tight 'cuz tonight and Pepa's gettin' swift

You might have thought about against the spices
Salt and Pepa's a mixture Chinese rices
time, Mr. Macho, please don't try to rip
Because I'll ya like Nacho cheese

You want flavor, well, something to savor
Why you wave a microphone in front of my face
And a do small favor, a beat so I can bust a rhyme
For all the nerds, let all the words feed mind

Statin' the things and pleasin', a rest, I'm out for easin'
Bodily functions 'em dance
And Pep, this is the season
This is season and I'm gettin' high
You're outta luck, duck, now it's for you to get and die

The queens are back on the scene
I assume you still like a vacuum machine
Cornball sucker, give me a
I'm-a drop you from the sky like snow, you a

to break any sucker or half-stepper
Who wants to get assaulted with a pepper
Go down, low-down, ain't no showdown
The competition, I'm sure blow down
if you seem to stand stiff
The breeze of the rhyme makes you and we get swift

Suckers and flukes, it seems you lost and to put up dukes
'Cuz you just forced it, the furious to fly to with
(Fuck)
Stay stiff suckers, soon be stuck with a rep, torn to shreds
A musical score leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on forehead

Don't fuse up now, it's to put out lights
I won't up, pal 'cuz I'm-a go outta sight
Lyrical queen, mess around and you'll get
The star of every fantasy or wetdream

The ebony in a lyrical safari
Battlin' me is a Honda racing a Ferrari
If you were the king, what would you have me obey?
None, my son 'cuz I'm quicker than a

to split the chick tryin' to get slick
You're nothing but a prostitute a new trick
Little Miss Wench, my mind is a
you drop, then you stop in your tracks and as I clench
My fist, I twist you use to rip
The next you flex, I'm guaranteed to get swift

Hip-hopper's, rap and rhyme fanatics
Can you there's a sucker trying to cause static?
Break out the health and medical aid
your mind for a super, alphabetical raid

Rhythmic explosion corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, that protect like a
Against disease, sorta like a MC
Rhymes more than a punch at Jack Dempsy

I fear no one, I tell no tales
I stand up to any male or female
Ones who persist to end up a prisoner
Hissed in a daze or a

Because he is in a state of shock, too hard for one to
So in a multitude of I run to break
Beats for torture but don't get
I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, you're
Scared of the we came back to uplift
The name, we designed the and we get swift