Luyện nghe bài hát Swagga Like Koop

[Intro/Chorus - of M.I.A.'s "Paper Planes" 4X]
"No one on the corner has like us"
"Swagger like us, like us"

[Chamillionaire - talking Intro/Chorus]
mayne!
You I had to do it
Mixtape Messiah 5, right
Somebody need to give me a solid definition of swag is
Is that when ya bank get built up so high
that come out tryin to sue you so they can get their piece of the pie?
Is that swag,
Or maybe when a major label call you and ask you when your next
mixtape
'Cause they know you gonna the streets on smash, is that swag?
Or it's just a whole bunch of punchlines
Braggin about how ya ball no purpose at all
You already know I could do that, I do that
Chamilli! (Chamilli!), uh! (uh, uh)

[Verse 1 -
Let me start like
Tried to put on jeans and couldn't zip my zip (haha)
Nah, let me be blunt quick
I don't wear jeans 'cause my dick (dick) don't fit (woo!)
Always keep a Maggie to me like Lisa
to keep a lot of cheese on me like pizza
Hakeem, y'all like Meekah
Y'all keep your eyes on me like features (like features)
be mislead
I don't what any side switchin fickle fan said

Yeah, still like Greg (Greg)
Hit you with a speaker gonna call you bass head
Bought a motorcycle 'cause I'm one deep
(Crocodile) on the seats, you could it (Dundee)
Kickers in the tryin to do the Chun-Li
Yep, yep, bet the wallet do the (woo!)
my green, stretchin, stretchin my cream
(Cash Rules Everything), I'm the of my scene (yeah)
to Texas, we can bet that I'm king
I'm the best in life and nothin less in my dreams
Cars got the screens that they have in
Cribs got the size pillars that they had in Rome
way to Rome just to grab a phone (okay)
I even turn it on, haha
Paris got a man named Benji and she loves him
I'm in Paris with the man and we hustlin (uh)
Meanwhile I'm in
Chain so big, we lookin we munchkins
Ask bank teller (yeah), bet she know a playa (yeah)
Money over here (woo!), you way over
You got Tell me why I'm supposed to care?
M.O.E. is me, you are more like over where? (ha)
She say she independent like she signed to (Koch)
I told her time is money, so she grabbed my
Got stocks, got rocks, got (glocks)
Grammy dusty 'cause I still ain't took it out the box
I keep a big whip like Jones (woo!)
And big sized what I'm a have it on (have it on)
I be terrorizin every song
Y'all on T-Pain dick, leave that man (whoa)
Act like you don't know me, I mean the new me, the old me
I dip a bullet in and you can OD
On chopped and screwed bullets, competition die (yeah)
I'm like the the (Man) (Pac)
On a whole 'nother level, plus I'm that's fact (that's fact)
Matter of fact you can take back
That's a word rappers sayin when know they can't rap (can't rap)
But your higher than a stewardess
Just laugh when I ask you who your jeweler is (haha)
H-A-L-M-OH!, so
Been gettin paid (been gettin paid) believe me, you can google this
Got a deal
Winnin Boston green diamonds, you waste your skrill
I buy green diamond, it's a baseball
Nothin Little League about me, I got major
Money like Mutombo (yeah), like this (yeah)
Money got a mumble and it [mumbled] - talk like (haha)
If talks baby, pardon my lips
Ben Franklin always with me he part of my clique
And I don't be in the club every night (right)
But I tell her keep the tax you Wesley Snipes (Snipes)
Even the white girls to get the pipe (why?)
All up on the nuts a Nestle bite
The industry ain't somethin that I feel is
Don't care if you well rounded, they fill the squares
So I don't care unless it a million shares
Standin on a million, lookin up it's a billion where?
And I am so
I'm the baddest rapper here, just get this clear
And I wish a major would me out my deal
'Cause I'd be the richest independent you fear
No one on the corner mixtapes like me
But I tell ya how many and incriminate thee
M-I-X-T-A-P-E, street money make me sound Lil Boosie
Can't get no money 'cause he don't no birds
Can't get no money 'cause he usually curse
Messiah 5, baby you deserve
Some alphabet soup so you can eat your