Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

The duo is back, competition check out the new
get the heck out
Put on your battlin' gear but don't strapped
Bullets are not needed, time it's rap for rap

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

Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift, up to par
And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to the bra strap
on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical notes
Spinderella's like a spinnin' music so dope
Makin' a lot of noise for all the shootin' the gift
Hold on tight 'cuz Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift

You might have thought about goin' against the
Salt and Pepa's a like Chinese rices
Battlin' time, Mr. Macho, don't try to rip
Because melt ya like Nacho cheese

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Quick to split the chick tryin' to get
You're but a prostitute turning a new trick
Miss Wench, my mind is a trench
Makes you drop, then you stop in your tracks and as I
My fist, I words you use to rip
The next time you flex, I'm to get swift

Hip-hopper's, rap artists and rhyme
Can you believe there's a sucker trying to cause
Break out the health supplies and aid
Prepare mind for a super, alphabetical raid

Rhythmic explosion without
Rhymes, in effect, that protect like a
disease, sorta like a wack MC
Rhymes more powerful than a at Jack Dempsy

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

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