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, swagger-swagger us"

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

1 - Chamillionaire]
Let me like this
Tried to put on skinny and couldn't zip my zip (haha)
Nah, let me be blunt quick
I don't wear skinny jeans 'cause my dick (dick) fit (woo!)
Always keep a Maggie close to me like
Known to keep a lot of cheese on me like
Hakeem, y'all backwards Meekah
Y'all better your eyes on me like features (like features)
Never be
I don't what any side switchin fickle fan said

Yeah, Street 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 call it (Dundee)
Kickers in the trunk to do the Chun-Li
Yep, yep, bet the do the Gumby (woo!)
Stretchin my green, stretchin, my cream
(Cash Rules Everything), I'm the of my scene (yeah)
Come to Texas, we can bet that I'm
I'm the in real life and nothin less in my dreams
got the screens that they have in homes
Cribs got the same size pillars that had in Rome
Travelled way to Rome just to grab a (okay)
I even turn it on, haha
Paris Hilton got a man named Benji and she him
I'm in Paris with the benjies man and we (uh)
I'm in customs
Chain so big, we lookin like we
Ask your bank teller (yeah), bet she know a (yeah)
Money over here (woo!), you way over
You got swag? Tell me why I'm to care?
M.O.E. is me, you are more money over where? (ha)
She say she like she signed to Koch (Koch)
I told her time is money, so she my watch
Got stocks, got rocks, got (glocks)
Grammy isn't dusty I still ain't took it out the box
I keep a big whip Indiana Jones (woo!)
And big rims 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 in syrup and you can OD
On chopped and screwed bullets, competition die (yeah)
I'm the the (Man) named (Pac)
On a 'nother level, plus I'm eatin that's fact (that's fact)
Matter of fact you can take swag
a word rappers sayin when they 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 (been gettin paid) don't believe me, you can google this
Got a major
Winnin Boston green diamonds, while you waste your
I buy diamond, it's a baseball field
Nothin Little about me, I got major bills
like Mutombo (yeah), tall like this (yeah)
Money got a mumble and it - talk like this (haha)
If money talks baby, pardon my
Ben Franklin with me like 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)
the white girls tryin to get the pipe (why?)
All up on the nuts like a bite
The ain't somethin that I feel is fair
Don't if you well rounded, they just fill the squares
So I don't care it about a million shares
on a million, lookin up like it's a billion where?
And I am so
I'm the baddest rapper here, let's just get this
And I wish a major would me out my deal
I'd be the richest independent you should fear
No one on the corner move like me
But I won't tell ya how many and thee
M-I-X-T-A-P-E, street money make me like Lil Boosie
Can't get no money he don't move no birds
Can't get no money he don't usually curse
Mixtape Messiah 5, you deserve
Some alphabet soup so you can eat words