Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

The duo is back, competition out the new style
get the heck out
Put on your battlin' but don't come strapped
Bullets are not needed, time 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', will get a lip smack
So break up because it's time you up, you gotta make up
It's to break up the party, now you're shook up

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

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

You want flavor, well, here's something to
Why don't you wave a microphone in front of my
And a do favor, gimme a beat so I can bust a rhyme
For all the nerds, let all the words feed your

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

The queens are back on the scene
I assume you still suck like a vacuum
Cornball sucker, me a break
drop you from the sky like snow, you a cornflake

Born to any sucker or half-stepper
Who wants to get 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 of the rhyme makes you move and we get swift

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

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

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

Quick to split the tryin' to get slick
nothing but a prostitute turning a new trick
Little Wench, my mind is a trench
Makes you drop, then you stop in your and as I clench
My fist, I words you use to rip
The next you flex, I'm guaranteed to get swift

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

Rhythmic without corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan
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 resist end up a
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
for torture but don't get played
I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, afraid
Scared of the fact we back to uplift
The name, we designed the and we get swift