Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

The duo is back, check out the new style
get the heck out
Put on your battlin' gear but don't 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 is dancin', Jack will get a lip smack
So break up because it's time you up, you gotta make up
It's time to break up the party, now shook up

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

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

You want flavor, well, something to savor
Why don't you wave a 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 your mind

Statin' the things and pleasin', a rest, I'm out for easin'
Bodily makin' 'em dance
And Pep, is the Christmas season
is duck season and I'm gettin' 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 like a vacuum machine
sucker, give 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 with a deadly pepper
Go down, low-down, ain't no showdown
The competition, I'm they'll blow down
Even if you seem to stand
The breeze of the rhyme makes you move and we get

Suckers and flukes, it seems you and time to put up dukes
'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 leg, need a victory? I left an 'S' on your forehead

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

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

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

Rhythmic explosion without
Rhymes, in effect, that like a Trojan
Against disease, sorta like a MC
more powerful than a punch at Jack Dempsy

I no one, plus I tell no tales
I will stand up to any male or
Ones who to resist end up a prisoner
in a daze or a faze

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