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 us, swagger-swagger like us"

[Chamillionaire - over Intro/Chorus]
mayne!
You I had to do it
Mixtape Messiah 5, that's
Somebody need to give me a solid definition of swag is
Is that when ya bank account get up so high
that everybody out tryin to sue you so they can get their piece 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 ball with no at all
You know I could do that, I could do that
Chamilli! (Chamilli!), uh! (uh, uh)

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

Yeah, Street like Greg (Greg)
Hit you with a speaker they call you bass head
Bought a motorcycle I'm normally one deep
(Crocodile) on the seats, you could it (Dundee)
Kickers in the tryin to do the Chun-Li
Yep, yep, bet the do the Gumby (woo!)
Stretchin my green, stretchin, my cream
(Cash Everything), I'm the Meth' of my scene (yeah)
Come to Texas, we can bet that I'm
I'm the best in real life and nothin in my dreams
Cars got the that they have in homes
Cribs got the same size that they had in Rome
Travelled way to Rome to grab a phone (okay)
I ain't even turn it on,
Paris Hilton got a man named and she loves him
I'm in Paris the benjies man and we hustlin (uh)
Meanwhile I'm in
Chain so big, we lookin like we
Ask your bank (yeah), bet she know a playa (yeah)
Money over here (woo!), you way there
You got swag? Tell me why I'm to care?
M.O.E. is me, you are more like money where? (ha)
She say she like she signed to Koch (Koch)
I told her time is money, so she grabbed my
Got stocks, got rocks, got (glocks)
isn't dusty 'cause I still ain't took it out the box
I keep a big whip Indiana Jones (woo!)
And big sized what I'm a have it on (have it on)
I be every jammer's song
Y'all on T-Pain dick, that man alone (whoa)
Act like you know me, I mean the new me, forget the old me
I dip a in syrup and you can OD
On and screwed bullets, competition die slowly (yeah)
I'm the the (Man) named (Pac)
On a whole 'nother level, plus I'm that's fact (that's fact)
of fact you can take swag back
That's a word rappers sayin when they know they rap (can't rap)
But your confidence higher than a
Just wanna laugh when I ask you who your is (haha)
H-A-L-M-OH!, so
Been gettin (been gettin paid) don't believe me, you can google this
Got a deal
Winnin green diamonds, while you waste your skrill
I buy green diamond, it's a baseball
Nothin Little League about me, I got bills
like Mutombo (yeah), tall like this (yeah)
Money got a and it [mumbled] - talk like this (haha)
If money talks baby, pardon my
Ben Franklin always with me like he of my clique
And I don't be in the club every night (right)
But I tell her the tax like you Wesley Snipes (Snipes)
Even the white tryin 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 rounded, they just fill the squares
So I don't unless 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, just get this clear
And I wish a would kick me out my deal
I'd be the richest independent you should fear
No one on the corner move mixtapes me
But I tell ya how many and incriminate thee
M-I-X-T-A-P-E, money make me sound like Lil Boosie
Can't get no money 'cause he don't no birds
Can't get no money he don't usually curse
Mixtape Messiah 5, you deserve
Some soup so you can eat your words