Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

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

I'm makin' the 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 is to ride the bra strap
on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical notes
Spinderella's like a propeller spinnin' music so
Makin' a lot of noise for all the boys the gift
Hold on tight 'cuz tonight Salt and Pepa's swift

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

You want flavor, well, something to savor
Why don't you a microphone in front of my face
And a do small favor, gimme a beat so I can a rhyme
For all the nerds, let all the words feed mind

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

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

Born to break any or half-stepper
Who wants to get assaulted a deadly pepper
Go down, low-down, this no showdown
The competition, I'm they'll blow down
if you seem to stand stiff
The of the rhyme makes you move and we get swift

and flukes, it seems you lost and time to put up dukes
'Cuz you just forced it, the females to fly to with
(Fuck)
Stay stiff suckers, you'll be stuck with a rep, torn 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 won't ease up, pal I'm-a go outta sight
Lyrical queen, mess around and get creamed
The star of every male's or wetdream

The ebony in a lyrical safari
me is like 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

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

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

Rhythmic without corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, that protect a Trojan
Against disease, like a wack MC
Rhymes more powerful a punch at Jack Dempsy

I no one, plus I tell no tales
I will up to any male or female
Ones who persist to end up a prisoner
Hissed in a or a faze

Because he is in a state of shock, too hard for one to
So in a of crowds I run to break
Beats for torture but get played
I stay paid, I caught ya now you shook, you're
Scared of the fact we came to uplift
The name, we designed the and we get swift