Luyện nghe bài hát Swift

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

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

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

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

You want flavor, well, here's to savor
Why don't you wave a microphone in of my face
And a do small favor, a beat so I can bust a rhyme
For all the nerds, let all the words feed your

the things and pleasin', takin' a rest, I'm out for easin'
Bodily functions makin' 'em
And Pep, is the Christmas season
This is duck season and I'm high
You're luck, duck, now it's time for you to get and die

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rhythmic without corrosion
Rhymes, in effect, protect like a Trojan
disease, sorta like a wack MC
Rhymes more powerful a punch at Jack Dempsy

I fear no one, plus I tell no
I will up to any male or female
who persist to resist end up a prisoner
Hissed in a daze or a

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