Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

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

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

Salt and Pepa's gettin' swift, up to par
And competition, how to 'Whassup' is to the bra strap
Hurby's on the beats, Steevee-O has the musical
Spinderella's like a propeller spinnin' music so
Makin' a lot of noise for all the boys the gift
Hold on tight 'cuz tonight Salt and Pepa's swift

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

You flavor, well, here's something to savor
Why don't you wave a microphone in front of my
And a do small favor, gimme a beat so I can bust a
For all the nerds, let all the feed your 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 outta luck, duck, now time for you to get and die

The ebony queens are back on the
I you still suck like a vacuum machine
Cornball sucker, give me a
I'm-a you from the sky like snow, you a cornflake

Born to break any sucker or
Who wants to get assaulted with a deadly
Go down, low-down, this no showdown
The competition, I'm sure they'll blow
Even if you seem to stand
The breeze of the makes you move and we get swift

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

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

The ebony in a lyrical safari
Battlin' me is like a racing a Ferrari
If you were the king, what would you have me obey?
None, my son 'cuz I'm than a [unverified]

Quick to split the tryin' to get slick
You're nothing but a prostitute a new trick
Miss Wench, my mind is a trench
Makes you drop, then you in your tracks and as I clench
My fist, I twist you use to rip
The next time you flex, I'm guaranteed to get

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

explosion without corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, that protect a Trojan
Against disease, like a wack MC
Rhymes more than a punch at Jack Dempsy

I fear no one, plus I tell no
I will stand up to any or female
Ones who to resist end up a prisoner
in a daze or a faze

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