Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

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

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

Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift, up to par
And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to ride the bra
Hurby's on the beats, 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 tonight Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift

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

You want flavor, well, something to savor
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 mind

Statin' the things and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for
functions makin' 'em dance
And Pep, this is the season
is duck season and I'm gettin' high
You're luck, duck, now it's 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 to get assaulted with a deadly pepper
Go down, low-down, ain't no showdown
The competition, I'm sure they'll down
Even if you seem to stand
The breeze of the rhyme you move and we get swift

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

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

The princess in a lyrical safari
Battlin' me is like a Honda racing a
If you the king, what laws would you have me obey?
None, my son I'm quicker than a [unverified]

Quick to split the chick to get slick
You're nothing but a prostitute a new trick
Miss 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 time you flex, I'm to get swift

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

Rhythmic explosion corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, that like a Trojan
Against disease, sorta like a MC
Rhymes more powerful than a at Jack Dempsy

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

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