Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

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

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

Salt and Pepa's 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 spinnin' music so
Makin' a lot of noise for all the boys the gift
Hold on tight 'cuz tonight Salt and gettin' swift

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don't fuse up now, time to put out lights
I won't ease up, pal 'cuz go outta sight
Lyrical queen, mess and you'll get creamed
The star of every male's fantasy or

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

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

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

Rhythmic explosion corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan
disease, sorta like a wack MC
Rhymes more powerful a punch at Jack Dempsy

I fear no one, plus I tell no
I will stand up to any or female
Ones who persist to end up a prisoner
in a daze or a faze

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