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, right
Somebody need to give me a solid of what swag is
Is that when ya bank account get built up so
that everybody come out tryin to sue you so they can get piece of the pie?
Is swag, huh?
Or maybe it's when a major label call you and ask you when next
droppin
'Cause they know you gonna the streets on smash, is that swag?
Or maybe it's just a whole bunch of
Braggin how ya ball with no purpose at all
You already know I do that, I could do that
Chamilli! (Chamilli!), uh! (uh, uh)

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

Yeah, still Street like (Greg)
Hit you with a speaker they gonna call you bass
Bought a motorcycle I'm normally one deep
(Crocodile) on the seats, you call it (Dundee)
Kickers in the tryin to do the Chun-Li
Yep, yep, bet the wallet do the (woo!)
Stretchin my green, stretchin, stretchin my
(Cash Rules Everything), I'm the of my scene (yeah)
Come to Texas, we can bet I'm king
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 pillars that had in Rome
Travelled way to Rome just to a phone (okay)
I ain't turn it on, haha
Paris got a man named Benji and she loves him
I'm in Paris the benjies man and we hustlin (uh)
I'm in customs
Chain so big, we like we munchkins
Ask your teller (yeah), bet she know a playa (yeah)
Money over (woo!), you way over there
You got Tell me why I'm supposed to care?
M.O.E. is me, you are more money 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 isn't dusty 'cause I still 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 every jammer's song
Y'all on T-Pain dick, that man alone (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 whole 'nother level, I'm eatin that's fact (that's fact)
Matter of fact you can take swag
That's a word rappers sayin when they they can't rap (can't rap)
But your higher than a stewardess
wanna laugh when I ask you who your jeweler is (haha)
H-A-L-M-OH!, so
Been gettin paid (been gettin paid) don't me, you can google this
Got a major
Winnin Boston diamonds, while you waste your skrill
I buy green diamond, it's a baseball
Little League about me, I got major bills
Money like Mutombo (yeah), tall like (yeah)
Money got a mumble and it [mumbled] - talk like (haha)
If talks baby, pardon my lips
Ben Franklin always with me like he of my clique
And I be in the strip club every night (right)
But I tell her keep the tax like you Snipes (Snipes)
the white girls tryin to get the pipe (why?)
All up on the nuts like a bite
The industry ain't that I feel is fair
Don't care if you well rounded, just fill the squares
So I don't care it about a million shares
Standin on a million, lookin up like a billion where?
And I am so
I'm the baddest rapper here, let's just get this
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 won't tell ya how many and incriminate
M-I-X-T-A-P-E, street money make me sound Lil Boosie
get no money 'cause he don't move no birds
Can't get no money he don't usually curse
Messiah 5, baby you deserve
Some alphabet soup so you can eat your